Maybe it's just me,
but the world seems like a happier place now.
He's here for me,
but as much as I want to,
I don't love him, not enough.
Maybe it's an anxiety disorder,
maybe I'm afraid of being left alone, again.
Though besides that, things with my family
are pretty rough. I hate Connecticut.
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Another thing, I think I might have found myself.
I'm horrible at those "about myself" things,
but this is what my myspace says, as corny as it is.
"I'm Olena. My life is finally geting back on track, I just needed that last notch to get me there. It will take a lot to make me cry, and I'