As I pick up the blade, pierce my skin and watch the blood drop.
I fell nausea and I wanted to fall and bang my head against the floor.
I rush things, I rush through life
Maybe cause I'm ready to die
All of the judgment
All of the hate
Everything becomes to much
I don't want friends, they all switch up...you can't trust anyone in this world.
I'm just a girl, a girl with a complicated life..someone who wants to experience the sunshine of life..who wants to enjoy the little things.
Reality strikes and it strikes again...and you give up
Give up hope, give up on society, give up on being social..
Like what's the point
When it can all be taken away from you
Like it's all been taken away from me
Life is at a standstill
Concerned about my future
Unworthy of a happy ending
At the point where you want everyone to leave you alone, just forget about me
Probably be dead sooner or later.
This is depression
It just crushes you, and it doesn't go away..it just eases up on you
Until it says "you know what I'm going to fuck up your mind again and play with your thoughts"
We don't choose this
I never chose this
I never thought I'd end up like this
Cutting my skin
Crying every night
Wondering why I don't just end it all
Like who cares right?
No one cares
It's human nature
To damage people
To damage yourself
We don't mean to...it just happens
And every time you say it won't...it bites you in the ass
What's so funny..how I say no one cares about me...and how I don't care
Here I am writing this poem, here I am expressing my thoughts
Why?
When my thoughts and words don't matter to anyone
When I know what I say will never be taken to thought.
Just shut up Celi
No one cares about you...just stop writing
"Go kill yourself"
