I can't explain why I feel so much pain.
I only know that this isn't a show.
I can't make my heart beat grow faster.
I can't make myself feel like a walking disaster.
I can only take a needle and thread,
and do what I have to do to not end up dead.
I keep my mouth shut the only way I can,
and brace myself for the slap of my own hand.
A/N: Another sucky poem about my self pity. :) Sorry for ruining your day beautiful people. :)
