go listen to Daddy by Korn

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I can be aggressive
I can be impressive
I can repeat lines written on a page

I can speak my own words
Let my anger lead my writing away like a group of lost birds

I let my feelings be described by my age.

I'm 'to young to love'
So I shove down my feelings

I put it into writing.
I put it into scars on my wrist.
I need help.
But I won't get it.
I don't want it.
I don't need to fuck up any more lives then I have to.
If I'm to young to love, I'm to young to feel. So I don't.

Are you pleased?
When I'm dead knowing that you're old enough to feel sad for me?

You're not sad.
You don't know sad.

I can't leave my room without wanting to cry because I can't mentally handle my surroundings from pushing down my feelings because it was to much for you to handle that I might have fucking feelings.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 27, 2016 ⏰

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