I was trying to get the message out to you
Crying in the backseat of the car
But you're too busy laughing about a dad joke
There was nothing that I could do left
I was stuck in the middle of the night
I couldn't see myself walking off of a cliff
You treat me like I'm a child
And you keep me locked up like a prisoner
You want me to open up more
Maybe ask me more personal questions than how your day
You bring up my name just to make me break down
And you tear my heart and break it like your promises
You don't understand all of my hardships
You just turn your head and call me a liar
I suffer through bulimia
Is that enough for you to worry about
I'm there thinking that I have people who actually love me
But they just treat me like my grandma did
I was nothing but an invisible string breaking in shreds
Tying a suicidal head case who couldn't stand there life
You try to do things nice but it's just a way to suck up to
I'm crying on the 3rd of December
But I can't open up because I don't want to put the blame on you
I want you guys to know I'm okay even though I'm lying
I'm listening to Taylor Swift hoping that one day that I'll die
I'm a worthless, recycled human whose life was given by default
It was everything that I was trying that ended in failure
Just like the way that I resulted with every single lie
The sinking feeling starts when I'm put in all of these moments
I'm crazed with wanting your attention because I feel as if you don't listen
And in the car I guess that you don't listen to me
I wish that I never showed up to this house
So I didn't have to try to be someone that no one wants me to be
I'm standing in the pouring rain with my new Billie Eilish shirt
Wishing that it would drown out all of the sorrow that has been brought to me
It's such a terrible feeling thinking that your parents hate you
Especially when they said they will get guardianship of you
You always say that you're sorry but I'm sorry too
I'm sorry that I'm too much for you to take
Maybe I shouldn't have said that I didn't want to leave
It honestly would've been better than suffering through this
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A Deep Dive Into My Teenage Mind (From The Vault)
PoetryI decided to write a whole poetry collection that concurs everything that has been happening in my years on this planet. I've been going through things good and bad. I'm so happy to put this out on short occasion but I'm ready to get this out.