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by kc Oct 8, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Nobody loves me, They wouldn't care if I left. I'm hurting inside and out, But they just don't care. Maybe I'll leave, Maybe through the door. Or through life, They wouldn't really care. They can't stand my crying, So I cry in front of them. I run to my room, And turn my music up high. They say they love me, But I know they're lying. Lying right to me, My own family. Then I go to my friends, And they do the same. Maybe I'll kill myself, But that would be doing a favor. My voice is my music, I see my angel. She's there for me, And I will always love her. She's doing more for me, Then anybody has in my life. I love her as a mom, And she loves me as a daughter.