Somebody remind me
how to smile
how to be free
how to be proud
how to ask for what i need.
I know how to endure
and how to move on
how to be indifferent
and how to be strong.
But I regret losing
what was soft about me
the need to be hugged and reminded
that people liked just being near me.
I know I'm needed in a sense
and maybe wanted but then,
I'm left feeling kinda torn
and pulled every which way
sort of trampled and left in disarray.
So I need a ... xanax.

PMS!!! GRRRR.