every person that calls me a bitch, is a mark on my wrist. every person that tells me it's gonna be okay, ruins my day. every flower I'm given to try to be cheered up, is me thinking to give up
every relationship I'm in, I fall in and can't get out. every time I smile and laugh, I wanna break down and cry. every time I feel happy, darkness over powers it
why can't you see I'm falling apart? I call for help but no one gets how I'm saying it. every time I say I want to kill myself people don't take it seriously. every person I love walks away snickering and sneering. look into my eyes, I'm dying inside.
why can't you just talk to me? I loved you and cared for you. I wanted you for so long, and when I got it I abused it so you let me go.
you were everything I wanted. everything I had you threw me away like a piece of trash. it was toxic indeed but I lived off it, why, why did I?
I wanted you for so long. we both abused it. Now you won't even look at me. You will tell people I'm a slut, whore, bitch and even more hurtful words. how is it that you can't notice, you're slowly killing me.
I try to move on from the past but I just can't. I pretend I don't care about you but look into my eyes and I will cry.
"welcome to your tape" she says. As the dead girls voice takes over your ears.
"sit right down, grab a snack, relax" she says. Disbelief? Indeed. You're listening to a girls voice. Not just any girls. A girl who killed herself days before.
She looked in your eyes begging for help. You couldn't see it. and left her there to suffer.
"help me" her eyes say, as tears stream down her face.
"Are you okay?" he asks.
"I'm fine" you lie.
You'll ask me if I'm okay and I'll say I'm fine and you believe me. Why? Don't eyes speak? Clearly not to you. I begged with my eyes for you to help, you chose to walk away. You chose to ignore the fact I want to hurt myself in many different ways.
"goodbye" I say, it may be the last thing I'll ever say...
