My Scars Exposed #wattys2018

Movies (Pt I)

(10.22.15)

Now that I think about it, life's like a movie.

You've got characters, settings and stories.

The main event, the tear jerking moments.

Sometimes it's even a little boring.

The chick flicks where the boy gets the girl.

They fall in love, get married. 

They're each other's whole world,

right up until they're both buried.

Then there's my character. 

Alone, scarred up, beaten, depressed.

She's got nowhere to go,

Her life's a damn mess.

She never had a chance at true love,

Just gave until she gave it all.

She screams up at the sky above,

"Why the hell did you let me fall?"

Her friends thought they were just poking fun,

When they mentioned her weight.

But they couldn't take back what they'd done,

From then on, they weren't there when she ate.

If she ate at all.

She spent too much time locked in her mind,

Never noticed when people called.

Telling her they worry all the time.

I'm not the kind of character people get attached to.

I'm not just a heartbroken teenage girl, obsessed with love.

I don't want to be someone to you,

If I know I was never enough.

I don't want to be anything.

I'm tired of being the star of the show,

the poster child for 'troubled teens.'

I just want to let it all go.

Movies end, so does life.

Life just doesn't have the credits.

Life can, but Movies don't make sense,

Without the edits.

But there isn't much I can do to edit my life.

My story's been told a thousand times. 

I was the girl who got caught playing with knives.

The girl you left behind.

I'm not going to lie to you,

I'll give it to you straight.

Not everything they say about me is true,

Except when they say I deserve the hate.

Like the other reckless teens, 

I did some stupid things to forget the way I feel.

Lived a fucked up lie behind the scenes.

But everything, to me, it felt real.

The nights I spent with you,

you didn't go home till after curfew.

We didn't pay attention to the time,

When our hearts were on overdrive.

The Bacardi I pretended was water.

Downed it in class to try and numb the pain in my chest.

Had to, no one else bothered.

They left me like all the rest.

Didn't even bother to fucking sleep.

I knew how my dreams would go.

I'd see you, wake up and scream,

And I'd wonder where the hell did our love go?

In the movies, people experience their forever.

I don't want to live any longer.

I'm done with this tiring endeavor,

Trying to get stronger.

You see, movies end, but so does life.

Sometimes you've gotta cut it short.

For me, with a razor, not a knife.

Give up, you lost what you're living for.

It's time this movie ends. 

It's too damn long anyway.

So, I actually thought of the idea for this when I was watching a boring video in American History... It's going to be in multiple parts because I know I've got plenty more ideas. I just don't want the part to be too horribly long. xD The events going down in this were just from the past year or so. I've got plenty more. 

Everyone's life can be like a movie. Movie, book, whatever you wish it to be. Don't be a dumbass like me, actually make it count.

You're all beautiful. <3