The Life of a Teenager

I'm philophobic. People wonder why I'm always single.

I've only had one boyfriend my whole sixteen year old life.

Some days I wish I could get over that four letter word and just face my fears.

I think I'm going to grow up alone.

My mom tells everybody it's just a phase.

I don't want to be this way.

I just am.

And it seems like the people around me can't exept it.

I have to get relief, so I dig the blade in, deeper each day.

I'm sorry for everything.

But i truly just want to die.