Why?
Why can't you tell
Tell that my smile is fake
That the reason my eyes are,
Red because I've been crying
Why I have so many scars,
From where the blade cut
My baby, soft, skin?
If you can't tell me
The answer to those questions
Then please try to answer these
Why didn't you care
Why didn't you try to stop me?
Why?
Was it because I wasn't good enough
That I was nothing.
YOU ARE READING
Depressing Stories and Poems
TerrorJust stuff I come up with read to find what twisted things come from my mind
