The Real Me, What I Feel, What I See

A Girl

Could you love me

Could you love a girl with scars on her wrists

A girl who screams in pain

Screams in heartbreak

Begs for death

A girl who loves the color red upon her wrists

Loves watching it flow 

Down her thighs

Down her ankles 

A girl who loves watching the blood drip from her body.

The one to see humor in her own pain

Doesn't care what she does to herself

A girl who thinks nothing

But the names she is called

Thinks she's a burden to herself and everyone.

This girl does care though

Not for herself

But for everyone else

She tries to take their pain from them

Thinking she deserves the pain more than them.

That girl 

That girl has tried to kill herself

Not just once

But a few times

She never succeeded. 

That girl there

That girl is me

I don't want to be here

I may not have the worst life

But doesn't mean i like it.

You don't live my life

To some

It may suck

To some

It may be great. 

I don't want to be here

How easy it could be to leave

How easy it would be to forget me

Im just a girl

Some girl, thats all.

Im nothing important

Nothing special

I'm just hurt

By everyone

Including myself

Im just done

I won't be missed

I know that

I now kiss my life good bye

Now i disappear...