Notebook of a Hell-Trapped Girl

There are millions of feelings
And billions of emotions
I am capable of experiencing all of them.
I hate the hot sun.
I soak up all the gray clouds
and delight in the storms.
I'm in love with all the liars
and take pleasure in the pain.
But I'm ready to change all that.
Slather on some sunscreen.
Use an umbrella.
Love the ones that love me back
and bandage my old wounds.