Please tell me
That it gets better
Because I am bleeding
No matter the pressure
Everywhere I look
People have knives
And they'll take my life
No matter how I cry
Please tell me
That this isn't the world
That I can escape
Because I am hurting
I've tried everything
I've done what I can
But I keep bleeding
There's blood on my hand
It flows on the table
It goes out the door
Where angry faces
Beg me for more
Why can't I be normal?
Why can't I just fit in?
I've patched where I can
But I am who I am
Why do you hate me?
Just leave me alone!
I'm bleeding out
In my god damn home
Why do you hurt me?
What have I done?
Why the knives?
Why the guns?
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Cacti & Paper Airplanes
ŞiirDeep collection of prickly sweet poems and songs. Topics range from friendship and exploring the life of inanimate objects to murder, greed, and death. Darker tone emerges later in the collection. Cheers!
