Some now think I'm.hidding something .
That I'm a crazy bitch
That I'm still messed up.
And the truth is
There right.
I am hiding something
I am a crazy bitch
And I'm still.messed up.
Although no one would know.
I'm not dead.
I'm just not quite alive.
My life isn't worth living anymore
Sense I'm not.living it anyway
So
I could just die.
Make it all go away.
Some think I'm special
Some do want me dead
And some say
Some.say its all in my head.
So now i ask for advice
On what to do
Should i die in this bed.
Should i just push through
Please help me
Cause i have no clue.
YOU ARE READING
left in the back seat.
Poetrythis is my book with my life in it. don't judge . sorry if you don't like.
