They Wouldnt Care if I Was Dead or Alive

by lydia   May 2, 2007


Why cant I be pretty
I just dont understand
How there can be those people
Who just are born with the face

That every one is happy to see
No one hates them either
ThThey'reust the most loved people in the world
That persons not me

They have the perfect nose
And the perfect lips
The perfect touch
And the perfect kiss

I guess I'm the odd one out
The girl who sits all alone
The girl with no home
The girl I only wish

Shes the one always getting made fun of
Shes the one holding her tears inside
Shes the one never telling
Her secrets that araren't lies

Sure she has "some" friends
But they donâ??t really care about her
They go behind her back
And start talking smack

Crying herself to sleep
From the words that were said
She only wishes
That she was dead

Pulling out a knife
Just thinking about life
How horrible it had been
The blade touches her skin

She d never had a boyfriend
Or even been asked out
She thought something was wrong with her
So slice, slice, is what she did

Down her wrists they go
Just watch the blood flow
Drip, drip blood stains the ground
Now theres evidence to be found

She goes to school
With her arm wrapped up
Saying that
There had been an accident

Her peers stare
But still they dont care
About her or her life
They wouldnt care

If she was dead
Or alive

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  • 17 years ago

    by CourtneyLouxxx

    Can you read my poems let it bleed and the girl as well as scars of memories kept...

    they are similar to this, and i love this
    !

    courtz xx