Round n' round-
In circles I go
What's the point?
I really don't know.
I'm fine, I'm fine,
Oh wait, I'm dying.
One minute laughing,
The next I'm crying.
Why does it always end up this way?
For once I thought I was okay...
And like the time before, I'm wrong
Sobs hidden behind loud songs
For the past three fucking years
It's been the same, I end up here;
Crippled, broken, on the floor
Hating myself for what I'm for
My views are wrong, beliefs are bad
Hiding these things from my Dad
Because Mom knows & she's repulsed
Who wouldn't be? I'm worst than most
I'm sorry that I'm not perfect
How stupid I was to think I'm worth it
Silly child, who stuffs her face
Because she's fat and a disgrace
She doesn't even like the word she.
They would even prefer xe or he
But that's just another one of her flaws.
Flaws are the only things she's made of.
Depressed, a mess, and just fucked up
Awkward, fat, and just plain dumb.
Who could love someone like me?
Only people who can't see
I'm dead inside
For a small bit of time
Until I'm shortly freed
STAI LEGGENDO
In Which I Write Overly Personal Things For The Internet
PoetryThe title explains it well. A book of writings, mostly poems, where I'm just trying to express myself since I can't anywhere else.
