i love you with all of my heart and more, my soul leaves me at night to see u alseep in your bed. i watch u forma distance in my dreams to study the perfect cearture that god has cearted. i feel as if at times u dont noticed but thats left unsaid to the world and mind. my moth wonders to urs in perfect embrase. i wish to long and hold u for ever. i write ur name beacuse i want to say it all the time. but i cant... i try to keep my head on at times to make it look as if i am paying attetion to the listen in life. but yoou soft touch that i dream of passes my time by. its ahard to think of the true word on how i feel, these ones dont even measure up to it. i care 4 u , i am here for u
I CAN'T DIE............ hell i wish that i could. But why in the world cant I. I have tried, and tried to but it wont work. I need out. I need help. but no one can hear my crys. the people that I care about the most dont give a shit about me.
i open my mouth but they dont hear the words that come out. I sing my writen heart out on the lives and lines that has come. But they cant hear. I only see 1 person that acts like they hear, but i know they can't.
I need help, can anyone help me? Please someone help me. Can anyone hear me out there? I dont know what to do with my life any more. Maybe i should just off to WAR and die. Maybe i can die there.
I wonder if he still even cares. I dream about him. I try to talk to him. i wonder if he can hear me. Maybe he can. But if he does why doent he say anythign back. My heart has fallen for him. and otheres. adn i dont know what to think or even do anymore.
Maybe if things hadn't happend the way they did in the past. just maybe it wouldn't of been like this.
They dont hear the crys that lie in the night, from all the things that happen. they dont see the bruses that mark the skin at light........
So what do i do next. Try taken the life again and see how it dont work. one more time. OR shit here and watch the people walk on by with thier heads up high.
ok. fuck all this shit up. i dont know how long its giong to fucken be until they stop labeling my ass. dont they see to u they are freaks at times too. hell but they dont have to go throught hte same shit we do every fucking hour of the day. now do they. NO i don't fucking think so.
i mean over one little fucking they find wrong or werid, we never hear the end of it. i mean we don't go around and say shit like they do, and if we do, we say it to their ugly fucked up faces.
I am so tierd of living this life. and tried of being told what the fucking to say, dress. and act like. I was forced to live in a house i didn't want to live in to be. fathes are so over protective. my mother could not care a flying fuck. to busy get fucked by her as hole of a rappest boy friend. she picks fucking a man over her own blood.
and they call us fucked up. thats some nasty shit right there. i mean if u coudl not be a parent and live up to the rep. of being one, then dont fuck any ways. u no its fun. so just go get fixed. and then u woud not have to brought a child liek me in this fucking messed up world.
to be continuded......................
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