You want to make it better?
You want to make me feel good?
You want me to be happy
Get up
Go to the kitchen
Get a knife
Put it in my heart
And then you've helped me
You made it so much better
You took away the pain
End it
Please
End the pain
It hurts too much
Can't stand it
Just can't stand the fucking pain
So you're probably ain't helping me that much
By putting your hand on my fucking shoulder
And tell me everything is going to be fucking alright
When you, the next day
Turn your back against me
Like some fucking wall
When all the stuff you said
Was a lie
So please don't
Just don't
Let us be alone
Let us stand the pain alone
Stop making lies
Stop playing
Like you care
When you don't even dare
To help me
It's just bullshit coming out of your mouth motherfucker
YOU ARE READING
Sanningen & deep shit
PoetrySkriver random saker från mitt liv, allt som är skrivet är av mig. Allt som är skrivet är från mitt liv, min vardag, mitt hjärta. //POESI\\ Fula ord kan komma Men inget som stör dig Det är bara Fucked UUUUUP
