& here is where I poor out my soul. My battered & bruised & betrayed soul. It hurts so much to know youre not good enough & you can't help but feel like you will never be good enough for anyone. That is the feeling that I have reached at this moment. I find it so hard to take a deep breath & go over my great qualities that make me, me. All I can say is fuck that. If I am so great than why do I have to face so much pain & rejection, answer that oh great & mighty special soul of mine. well I've downed enough night time medicine to kill these tears streaming down my face.