depressed

I wonder when she became who she is.
She was the IT girl of a small high school. She had the perfect hair, body, grades, friends. The perfect talk and the perfect walk. The perfect boyfriend. No one could speak against her because she was perfect. Well, except her mom. She hated her mom.
Cliche.
She loved her siblings, and helped her dad. She had the perfect life. She did everything right. She graduated valedictorian. So did her boyfriend. She made up with her mom. She got married, with the perfect ceremony.
She was full of vitality and cuteness. She was interesting and interested.
When she was going to college she was popular there too. She stood out in a big school as much as she did in a small school. She had all her dreams within reach. She finished college and had a cheerful baby girl. She worked hard to pay for her husband's college. Grandma would help to babysit. Nothing could defeat her. She had gotten everything she worked for. She was perfect, she was never wrong.

Missing you,
The way you look me in the eyes,
The way you laugh, talk, smile
When I’m with you my heart pounds fast,
When we’re apart my heart rips in two,
All my life I never thought I’d feel this way,
Laying on my bed, all alone in the dark, crying
Missing you…
I hug my pillow believing that its you,
I know there is other people in the world,
But i don’t want them i want you and only you.
One tear strolls down my cheek then another then another,
I won’t stop this till you’re right here by my side,
missing your smile, missing the things you do,
I sit on my bed,
Missing you…
I need you! I want you! and I’ll feel this way until I have you!
You wipe away my tears,
You frighten away my fears.
My life is incomplete without you,
My heart is apart till I have you,
I pray, I wish, and dream till the day I’ll be with you until then I’ll be here,
Missing you…

The sun burns hot,
the shade sizzles cool.
My thoughts become distraught,
as i begin to mewl.
The incantation of my mind,
has reality twisted
I've found nothing to find,
except fact that fades to fiction,
i yearn for recourse
but i run these woods forlorn
this is life's remorse
my mind to me suborns.