Bottles

by julia   Apr 5, 2006


When life goes wrong,
i have the bottle,
i take the pillz bit by bit,hoping that life will go on,
they say I'm stupid,
they say i don't know what I'm doing,
they say I'm beautiful,
they say they care,
if so than why am i doing this,
I'm taking them to slowly get rid of the pain,i just want all the bad memories to go away,
as time goes by its getting worse,
so I'm just gonna lye here,
hoping that sometime soon,
people will just leave me here to die......

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