(( a rap. I wrote with beats I found on YouTube this is my feelings both old and new mixed together that I need to get out. If you read do it cuz you care about me and wanna know what's bothering me not for any other reason. Please. It's very sensitive for me. ))
I hate my life and i wanna die. So please don't watch me cry.
I run and hide. No one's by my side.And it's to late Al I get's hate really now well that's just great.
Loneliness express won't impress.
It's not a joke it's for the broke.
And I can't really stop myself. So I put the feelings on the shelf.Never promise anything cuz what would that bring?
Never know never saw never felt the stabbing claw. Into my heart. I know I played my part.
Never ever asked for anything but your love.
Is that to much to ask. Or to hard of a task.You never know who's really there for you. Am I a bother.. I really have no clue. Why do I have to be so insecure.
Is there anyone out there with a cure.
To cure my soul it's black as coal. I hit a new low. And I fight my sorrow.
I kiss you good bye and the promises go.
And the pain takes the lead. And you watch me bleed..Should I stay alive or should I leave and die. A question I ask myself every time.
I say good bye I always cry.
What is left of me that keeps me wanna try? I should know by now that it's hopeless. What should I do.. now I'm loveless.
Who am I what have I become.
This is all wrong. I'm writing this song.
I'm sick in the head.
And I think I am dead.
I'm laying in bed.
Eating no bread.
I starve myself I hate myself.
Do you feel so bad about yourself.
Be in my shoes when I'm on the lose.
I run I run as fast as the sun goes down. And my whole world is brown
My world is bound I hate brown.You never know who's really there for you. Am I a bother.. I really have no clue. Why do I have to be so insecure.
Is there anyone out there with a cure.
To cure my soul it's black as coal. I hit a new low. And I fight my sorrow.
I kiss you good bye and the promises go.
And the pain takes the lead. And you watch me bleed..You never saw you never heard you never cared about me. What was I to you what was I to you wa wawawawa what was I what was I to you.
You watch me bleed you watch me bleed watch me watch me watch me bleed.
YOU ARE READING
feelings
Poetrythe title says it all. thoughts. texts. feelings. every bad thought. I will put here to get it out. read if you want to but this really isn't for reading.