Today, tomorrow, maybe never
Maybe I'll commit, but whatever
No one would care, I can say that
People think I'm a bitchy little brat
I'm useless and stupid and get in the way
So maybe I'll disappear one day
I'll load the gun and place the barrel to my head
I'd pull the trigger and I'd just be dead
But it doesn't end there
Cuz now you will care
Now you react and say you don't know
Why it is I chose to go
You play it off as if you're not to blame
But this is the result of your sick little game
YOU ARE READING
Welcome to my Reality
Poetry• Everything here is mine • Do not copy and claim as your own - give credit • I apologize in advance and warn you of any cussing • Basically just poems - mostly rhyming • You may find some poetry disturbing - sorry... :/ • Regardless, hope you ta...
