You can take away my home but you cant take away my heart my friends can all leave me...but i wont be lost...i will break through....past what everyone else sees....into who i am and why they dont know who I am….i hide in a shell into who I don’t want to be what everyone else sees….taking away hiding away till someone comes along heals me I sit wishing….knowing the real me isn’t out….hoping for it to come out soon…holding on tightly to what I don’t have…what I wish I had…who I was to become….but im still sitting hoping wishing my price charming will come to the rescue….save me from myself…hope I wont lose my ground…but as you know…she who sits and hopes for life to come to here…will not get one….she who goes out without a fear…looking for a life…will get one she never dreamed of getting…but me…im not that person…I eat sleep and listen to music…music is my life…yet I don’t play…I listen…and hope…wish….i am a dreamer…so is my friend…that’s why we fight…we are to much alike…im a poet….knowing I will be one forever…my thoughts my dreams…my emotions go down on that…knowing it wont be…screaming dreaming timing all that’s right…but it wont work…my life is over….at least till I turn 18…four years of hell…frozen hell…a mom that doesn’t understand and a dad that doesn’t care….it hurts…I hurt…life hurts…love hurts…dreams hurt…hopes hurt…nothing goes the way I want it to….so I am lost in a world of hurt and pain…of blood and bile…of love and hate…its who im bound to be…destended to be it’s the way its supposed to be…but I sit and wait…and wait…and wait….untill I’ve waited to long....and no one will see me now…im just an inevitable girl traped in a body no one would ever want to have….im self conscious and hurt….no one understands me….or who I am….no one really cares…will I ever be loved….will I die happy….the cuts on my wrist only hold up for so much….i tear my heart open…just to see if im still able….to sleep to breath….to love…I care to much….or not enough at all…now life has come down to hard on me….i wont ever find the job I want…the home I desire…the message I want to put out….i wont ever get my way….i’ll be traped in a world that I only hope is a dream….a dream that will never come true….i will never come true….i try to fish for compliments…but im to novice to know how….i try to hold onto what is right…but nothings right anymore…im not right anymore…all I get is criticism…and heart ache…my friends are bringing me down more than anytime before…I hold my wrist as the blood runs cold…as life starts fadeing away I hold on for one more night….i cry into the raining sky…of hell and heaven…I wish on my shining stars…brightly in the sky….i hold on to only what true…I know who I can trust…and I know who I cant….its midnight…….pills found next to me….blood on the bathroom tile…I will no longer have a pulse rate….you will remember me not…take all the memories of me…push them aside…live your life without me…I was not a joy…I was just pain…this is my suicide note….im giving you a year…forget me so…
*ok this isnt based on me, i have to make a story for school and this was the prologue and then i looked it over and realized its too much for school*
