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by NotQuiteGoth Nov 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Tears fears i cry my heart out caring staring yes i am different crying dying i do have feelings why do you care so much i see you all stand and stare when my coffin is being lowered will you then begin to care yes i am different from you but only on the outside my heart beats like yours yet now my soul has died the black and make up it will eventually fade and you will finally see the decisions you that you made what give you the right to judge me i dont care about the way you look you never even got to know me you think you read me like a book i have seen the ignorance within you and lost my will to live but your black heart cant save me no matter how much you give yes i am different from you so when will you learn that we are all the same but in hell you will burn the snow now falls around us and my body is terribly cold but you weep for me but those tears have become old i never judged you for being you but what hurt me more you are my mother and all you did was close the door i will always love you no matter what oh dearest mother when will you see that i ended my life for you for i could never be me sleeping keeping hell holds my soul giving living my life wasnt meant to be lying dying THIS IS THE END OF ME