Cut out my heart
make me bleed
please i beg of you make me whimper
make me plead
i do not deserve better, i deserve worse
if only you saw what i saw
i look at me and i see so much pain
when you look at me and see so much beauty
how can that be?
I'm the same person or at least try to be
i feel so ugly, and yet so abused
as the list gets longer, i seem so used
please do not worry just a pretend smile to make it through the days
for when i go home i can always take to the blade
no need to fear, for my life i shall live
My parents, My life, My body,My past is all i look toward
A screw up is all i can claim to be
if you walked one day in my past
from all the hateful fights to the blood that was drawn
you will see why and understand why i am like i am
i try to be different i swear i do
but as the days grow longer i want to fade and i do not want to be true
I dream to impress
i dream to smile
but some how thats seems like I'm the one in denial
i look to my mom how i hurt her so
she looks at my arms and frowns with embarrassment and sorrow
she looks in my eyes and ask why?
she thinks little of me and yet wants so much
Tell me my dear friend what to do next?
when all i want to do is cut my heart out and cry
but i always sit there and sigh
living day after day in this depressing world
with so much pain and hate toward me
i run and hide
just waiting for the day i shall die.
