She was cold and annoyed
Bored to humiliation
Rip out your hair, from your skull
Slash up my wrist, feel the burn, release the hurt
Because not caring sounds like fun
Confused and miserable
As to who she was
Should I give him another chance, should I cut my hair, should I tell my mom I need help, should I call him back or should I leave it all alone
Should I dance and not tell anyone, will I cry myself to sleep tonight, why does everyone leave me? Should I kill myself?
I am old, I am new
To him and for you
If you get bored, I won't have anything to lose
'Cause deep down I believe I'm supposed to be alone
And nothing anyone says can change what I think
Only time can tell, but how much do I have left...
So. Cold and annoyed
Bored to humility
Rip out my hair from my skull
Slash up my wrist, feel that burn, release the hurt
Because not caring sounds alot like love.
I love you Steve, Miguel, Chad, Trey, Todd, David, Matt T. Seifert R.I.P., Michael, Timothy, Drew, Jamal Harris R.I.P., Jonnie E.
Love is a f*ed up thing and all of you breathing, your all living proof.
Written: 9/14/13 &
Happy Birthday To Me 9/19, I'm still here!!
