I am dying, even if it's only on the inside,
I see these tears and scars, no more to hide.
I see the blood slowly pouring out my arm,
Yes that's right, I do self-harm.
I put up the lies, like I fell down the stairs,
Or my cat attacked me, but no one cares.
How can these little scars and cuts be not planned?
With their parallel lines from my elbow to hand.
This is the end. The end of these lies,
I can't hide the pain behind my eyes.
I'm so sick of being someone that I'm not,
I know I'll never be good enough...never be hot.
Never be anything special, just another girl,
Left alone to live in this crazy mixed up world.
Just another girl smile at the sight of her blood,
Who lay silently as she cried in the mud.
The end. Goodbye. See you never,
This world and I aren't meant for each other.
This is my farewell, so goodbye to all,
Remember me as the girl who did fall-
And couldn't get up.
~*Who Cares?*~
its official. though i already cut...now I'm just plan sick of this. my Gma is being so gay. my life is gay. i know people will say ill get over it..and dun kill yourself..and i wont. but I'm just so....dead...
