Who I Am

by Amy   Feb 14, 2004


Sometimes i get so angry
i curl up my fist
sometimes i get depressed
and i try to slit my wrist
i f**king hate my life
i f**king hate my school
everyday i feel so useless
just like a stupid fool

It just seems I'm all alone
even when I'm with friends
and every single night
i pray that it will end
pray that god will take my life
end it now and quick
but it seems as
though hes playing games
playing endless tricks

I don't know how much more
of this life i can take
it feels as though I'm dying
any second i might break
i know that I'm not normal
i shouldn't feel this way
i should love life
and try to live each day

But whats the point?
when nobody cares
nobody notices
i avoid their empty stares
the only time they see me
is when they want to be cruel
and once again
make me out to be the fool

But I'm slowly learning
to make it on my own
rely on only me
i think I'm almost grown
Ive finally realised
this is who i am
i cannot change me heart
so alone ill stand

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  • 20 years ago

    by Amy

    Thanks a lot, that really means a lot 2 me.