08/29/15
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know