I keep on lying to my friends
Are you okay? "I'm fine"
What's the matter? "Nothing"
Wat you doing? "Painting"
You are skinny "thx"
Why don't i know how to be happy instead of
Crying myself to sleep everynight
I can't take this pain
I can't breath
I can't move again
I have to draw my art
I lay in the tub drawing
On my wrist a lovely picture
But no one will be allowed to
See my canvas
Of a beautiful/painful
Sight but hey that's my point
In this poem
Is to die in pain
To slove my death
But its all LIE'S.
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Just Cause
Teen FictionDon't worry I'm normal Well I Ummm Think I Am normal I wouldn't really know if I am or not... This book just is me talking about me and my friends and random shit that comes to my mind when I'm bored and I try to update everyday this summer...