i'm 13 years old, and i'm quite depressed. i live in washington with my mom who is always making me do stuff and ya ya ya... and i do cut and i have been placed in a psycho ward. oh well. nothing new. |
What\'s the opposite of happy?
them, right there, they\'re not like me...
Last night i sat upon my bed,
feeling so alone...
You're the thought that starts the day,
the one the ends the night...
As I Lay Dying,
Here upon my bed...
I stare at the phone,
wishing that you'd call...
How I wish that I could change,
how i wish that it would go away...
I could slit my wrists and write "I love you" in my blood on the wall...and the saddest part is...You still wouldnt believe me...and you wouldnt love me back... |
I Love You |
When i see you, |