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by -Jay- Apr 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I don’t want to be here, But how do I go. I don’t know what to do, But I’m always alone. I want what’s best for everyone else, There for the worst for me. I just wanna leave this place, So everyone can see; I’m not happy being me, Not happy being here. Not happy with my life, My mind so full of fear. My arms so cut and bloody, The pills I am abusing. Who can save me now? When even I don’t want saving.
by ~*~almost ur cinderella~*~
I like dis poem but im sorri u feel dat way ~*~