Ask Me What Is Wrong....

**Not finished fo sho yet!!**

you asked me to tell you what you did wrong
so this i will do
start by taking your superficial head out of your a s s
long enough to realize what you are doing to me
you acted so nice, best friend of mine
you said you cared, so long as i told you everything
that was running through my f u c k e d mind
i told you about the scars
i told you about the alcohol
i told you about the drugs
and i told you about the attempts.
But, instead of saying some comforting words to me
about my problems,
you took your bloody dagger
told me to turn around
and stabbed me as hard as you could.
When i first met you, i got the impression that you did not carry knives
but now i know that everyone does.
You set up a scheme to tear me apart
to make me break down and cry every two minutes
to make me return to what i was before
and in case your wondering, it has worked.
There is nothing left within me
nothing at all but a shattered heart and a dead soul
I am lying to myself and the razor is my excuse
but you do not seem to care
when i wake up in the morning i paint a fake smile onto my face
and all you do is laugh
so do not sit there and feed me this f u c k i n g bull s h i t as to how you care
you call yourself a true friend
while you stand there like the devil ripping me apart.
This pathetic vendetta against me will not get you very far
So ask me what is wrong one more time
and i will tell you what is on my f u c k i n g mind...
© Jenna Elphick
November 23