| i am the crazy lunatic walking behind you stabbing all those people you don't like.. and now i write what people ask me to so quack little duckie i having fun XP check my website [link] |
Why can't he love me?Why can't he love me?Why can't he love me?
I've tried so hard, to let him see. I've tried so often, to tell him.
Now I must step away, the kind person i am. Now I will hide any pain, the way it is for now.
The way, I guess, it just wasn't real. The things i felt, it just wasn't there.
I want so much, for him to love me. I love him but i guess, it is not real for him.
Now I must sit and watch, as he falls for a friend. Now I feel, it wasn't real, as he still is in my heart.
What can I do? to s
What I hate about meI hate so many things about me, and its so easy to see. I'm the only one, who thinks some of these things.What I hate about me
I hate how:
everyone says i'm adorable and i can't stand to look in the mirror. I try to bleed to feel anything at all, and i can see it hurts others more.
I hate when:
I try to run away from people, because i don't want to bother them. people say they care and i trust them, because i want it to be true.
I hate that:
I didn't know things were so bad, until people pointed it out to me. People say
i need a titleAll this pain i try to hide. its locked deep inside. I know its bad, to bottle it up.i need a title
In endless swirls of darkness, thoughts so deep they burn. The memories fade and return, as blood stains the skin.
The stainless steel hidden away, all the dried blood washed away. Still a wonder to go the next day, smiling and laughing the day away.
Darkness in the night so cold, eyes darken, as in the hall way. During the day they empty, as i'm alone walking.
Giggle like no one knows, the bloody scars i hide. Empty eyes on
My letter to Sarah(i wrote a headline) Some how find me. here is a song thing i wrote for youMy letter to Sarah
I want to see you. All i want is to see your face. I want to find where i belong. Its not here, or there. I'm to lost to see where i am. Please come help me, from my place I need some one to come and find me. All I want is to belong somewhere, I'll belong right? Please listen to me. I need someone to see me for who i am inside, there, no more faking, who i am. I need some one to show how i am through my eyes, I'm strong even when weak at home.
| i am the crazy lunatic walking behind you stabbing all those people you don't like.. and now i write what people ask me to so quack little duckie i having fun XP check my website [link] |
I told you so!!
Depressed
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let me die i don't matter
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let me die i don't matter
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