I'm ashamed of what I've become.
What have I done?
Did I have to find the pills?
yes, they kill.
why do I want to die?
Do I want to fly?
Am I that tired of trying?
I'm sorry I keep lying (AN-__- i don't wanna talk about it)
No one cares,
the rumors they share.
If sharing was caring,
My heart beat would be flaring.
My heart beats,
then I'm lost to heat.
I'm sorry I want to leave.
You never will believe...
No, I'm not starving-
Just carving.
You wouldn't understand.
My style is not in demand
No, its always preps.
They set the steps.
Be loved,
or get shoved.
Can't my ma see I'm not vain,
No I'm in pain.
Have you been in pain?
Not the physical pain, with skin to stain,
No the emotional pain thats infinate.
The kind where you shy away from the ones who are intimate.
Where you lose sleep,
With worry of what little self worth I barely keep.
Where you get panic attacks,
To keep in check, the books I stack.
Its simple,
The pain I feel leaves me cripple
Do you know what it feels?
How to not keel?
The fear I have of riding the bus to school,
'Cause lets face it, words are cruel.
That's why I almost tried to die-
I won't lie.
It was scary, and I cried
I'm being bonafide.
HELLO PEOPLE! Guess what? Music and Johnnie Guilbert saved my life yet again... *sigh* I'm a fluff up I know-___-
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Conflicting Tides
PoesiaPoems about really anything that's sad. (Or life) Cause I'm a s a d turtle.
