The few that love me

It can be a mess Trying not to confess Somedays being craze As confusing as a maze Sad,depressing Almost to cry Thinking I want to die Wanting to take it all away Not knowing what to do Only knowing I'm loved by few But I make it So close, ready to quit Few love me They try and make me happy The ones that help me Are friends, family and my bestie I don't know what I'd do If I ever lost you I love you, my rice crispy Delicious and tasty;)