I'm tired of always screwing up peoples lives.
Telling people you want to die is just to much for them to handle.
Its the same one over and over, just telling the truth that no one can handle.
Ruining peoples lives, one by one, till your hated by all and just because you were an honest friend.
They say they want to know you, but in truth they don't, they lie and slither beneath your roots.
They make you feel as if you are their friend, making you feel happy once and again.
They don't want to know, you.
They want to know a fairy tale of your life and all the pleasant things that happen.
Not the dark deep desperate cries of help in which you can not cry.
The tears you cry, all the times you sighed, they don't want to hear it.
When you say how you hate your life and you wish you could just die.
By releasing these emotions for which the simple minds can't understand, for its a cruel world we live in, and then again, there is good some where, but it is over shadowed by all the dark terrible things that happen.
But these people refuse to see it.
They just don't want to believe it.
Telling them you want to die is not what they want to here, they cry with guilt, and quiver with fear.
For their ears they can not hear.
I keep telling these things in hopes that someday i may meet someone who shall help me over come, these fears and agonies, that i must from forth run.
To guide me in to the peaceful light in which we can not speak.
But that someone shall never be found and i shall for ever more be sound.
Making the same mistake over and over again, not learning from failure, and to manufacture give in.
