Death is it the anwcer?

by Brie Anna   Apr 17, 2007


I was so unhappy all I could do was frown
I couldn'tâ??t even fake smile or get up off the ground
I felt unimportant I felt worthless
I tried to fix myself but I was a huge mess
Living wasnâ??t working so I thought about death
What was I really living for I had nothing left
Nothing left to live for nothing left to give
Only a little voice that said â??you stupid live!â??
Should I listen to that voice deep inside my head?
Living is nice but Iâ??d rather be dead.
I want to let go but some people wonâ??t let me
I want them to be happy so I hold on unwillingly
Iâ??m dead on the inside unhappy on the out
They donâ??t know how much itâ??s killing me I just want to shout
The pain is so unbarring but Iâ??m still hanging on by a thread
When all I really want to do is be dead
But I donâ??t want to hurt them no I donâ??t want to see them cry
So Iâ??ll try to keep going and live my life a lie
A lie that Iâ??m happy a lie that Iâ??m not sad but laying is bad
So Iâ??ll call it acting so itâ??s a make believe fib
So yeah I want to die but Iâ??ll say I love to live.

© Brie Anna cherry jello press 2007 ©

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