All I see are smiles
But they're all fake
I hate myself
I cant stand myself
Nobody likes me
Even when I think they do
They dont
I try and I try to be liked
But I can't win
If I'm happy
Then someone f***s it up
If I'm sad
Someone always knows how to make It worse
I want to go back to being happy
I want to remember what it was like to be happy
But its too late for me
Nobody likes me
And all my poetry
It's all true
If I could bring myself to pull a trigger I would
If I could bring myself to slice a knife I would
But nobody cares what will happen to me
Nobody cares who I'll become
Again and again I'll ask myself why nobody cares
And it always ends in why
Why should they?
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Nobody Cares & Other Cut Yourself Poems
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