I've made myself
a place to sleep
a place to bleed
i've cut myself off from the world
with vicious words that slice like scissors
into everyones concern
i've pushed you back so hard
that you almost hit the ground
you say i'm horrible
i'm not what i was
its true
a monster possessed me
the sweet tempered girl has gone
now there's just you
a blatant stare back from a mirror
a body thats suffocated
by nothing in particular
it's like a soap opera in my head
everythoing so distorted and fake
am i over dramatic?
will this just end in a
TRAGIC suicide
