by Chrissy Jan 21, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Smiles surround me everywhere i go. I wonder if they are as fake as mine. If life is such a pleasure than why do I want to leave so bad. Cuts upon my wrists and thighs. Burns fill my arms. The scars remind me when im not strong. I can\\\'t be in a relationship and i cant focus in anything. Sometimes i feel im in a movie and everything is just slow motion like im not even there. if only this were true. Maybe id be better off. Maybe youd be better off. Therapy for what? A waste of their money. Pills day after day. Is this gonna get anywhere. This is who i am. Ya so i shud prolly change but i dont care ive become who i am ive wasted all the days. Drugs in the morning to sooth the pain. |
This has alot of emotion, and for the most part i undersatnd it. it didnt flow through the whole thing but it was good im going to stick with a 4\5, it is good though nice job keep it up. |