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I feel sick to my stomach...For again I have done wrong... Too many sins have come knocking upon my door... Now I regret everything I've said or done... The weight I'm carrying around just keeps building up... I'm about to burst... I turn to no one... Since no one is there... No one would want to help me... I'm just cold... I'm just heartless... I am nothing to them!... But to me... They are something... It's the opposite you see... They think very little of me... While I think so much about them... My body says I don't care... But in mind I do... Why am I this way?... Only God and I know...