Mine

by Missy   Jan 23, 2005


See what the voices have done
yet the war has no begun
but in this battle they have won

i tried so hard not to give in and do this horrible sin
but as you can see is wasn't done by a pin

it was done by the razor and my own nails
on my skin thats oh-so pale

filled with so much rage and anger
i just didn't know what to do.
not the slightest clue
and neither do you

i don't think you suspect it
only because they are covered
where ever they sit

its a way of release
something that doesn't cease
i know you don't want me to but stop with the
ifs
ands
and please

you have no clue how it feels
its just so real

just to see how fats all the emotions are gone
it helps me sing along

now not only do the voices help
so do the people around me
those of which i don't want to see

but i have to
no matter what i do
its never good enough for you
so is this because of you?

you hate me
i know you do
i see it in your eyes too

maybe i should go to sleep forever
wouldn't it be something I'd do never
it could make like a greater blend
it seems to be the trend
maybe i should see the end

most people wouldn't care
maybe my friends and sister i could spare
try to tell them...share

they may think I'm horrible
thats why there is always a gun
so i don't see the morning sun
or another day begun

but i wont go that far
so i just make some new scars
hoping people will lend a helping hand

i do not dare tell anyone
anything I've done to me
only if they happen to see
what I've done to me

i wanna stop
i really do
but i cant tel anyone

i cant take the chance
they may leave me here all alone
though i already am
as plainly as i can see
thats all there is for me

hopefully i can stop one day
i wish i could right now on the spot
but i cant
so i wont
so just don't

i know i need help
but where can i get some
maybe there is none
all i know is whats done is done
and another day
will be what i say

so why live another day?
hopefully one wont be as bad
or sad
or depressed

maybe all this is just a test
to see how far people can press
as you can see its not that far
too many scars

its all the same
just another mind game
that makes you insane

i could always do a lot more
but this is a bore
but i dare go any further?
i though i may want to for sure
but this is so pure
its seems to have no cure

no matter what you may
i don't care if its stupid or gay
it lightens my load of the day
so now what do you say.
all i know
is i know nothing at all
so don't bother and call

all you will get is a dead girl
a dead line
which is this life
i have to call mine

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