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I fail at everythingI failed at being a friend
I failed at being a daughter
I failed at being a good student
I failed at being a sister
I failed at being a happy teen
I just fail at everything but a few things
I don't fail at being a mess up
I don't fail at being depressed
I don't fail at hurting my self
I don't fail at hurting my family
I don't fail at bad stuff....
suicideThis time I will make sure I don't wake up I will cut to deep
No one and nothing will stop me
This is my last good bye, my last I love you.
I love you and nothing will change that
But I lost you
So good bye
This time I won't come backI told you a was sad today
You knew I role play
I've told you
I love you a lot
But come on!
I have a life
What me to stop role playing?
Fine what ever!
I will stop
I role play with my friends to have fun.
I don't see how it's cheating
But you do
YOU COULD OF TALK TO ME A BOUT IT!
You could of done a lot of stuff.
No you didn't!
So brake up with me.
This time I won't come back.
I'll show youI need her more then anything
I know I've hurt her
And she hurt me
But we are the same in a way
I will do anything to make you happy
I've show you I'll do anything for you
So please don't go
I love you
I'll show you
I dont know.
Am just waiting.
Am I waiting for you?
I dont know.
Am just waiting.
I keep thinking of that nightI keep thinking of that night
I have cry over it
I have cut over it
I wabt to go back to the night
I want to stop me
I want to stop from drinking before going
I want to stop me from doing so much that whole week
I keep cutting over it
I keep crying over it
I WANT IT TO GO AWAY!
Do you know what am going through?Mommy, Do you know what am going through?
Am fighting with my self everyday.
A fight going through my head.
Eat this, Don't eat this, Throw this up, Try to keep this down, Dont cry, Dont show your weak.
And when you talk a bout my gay friends and how it's 'wrong' for them to post pictures of them kissing on Facebook
Mommy.... Am pan and you KNOW that I support my friends and what they do.
Why do you say this?
It makes me fight with my self even more.
Just please stop.
PleaseI don't want to lose you
Please do something before it gets worst
Me and him can't live with out you
Your our only one who knows whats happening to us
Please mom do something before it gets worst we don't want to lose you
Pity's PartyCome on, just look at me,
I lost Happy to Misery,
In a dance with Pedigree,
Amidst the sirens of Apathy,
In the mosh pit in my head.
Can't you see how fun I am?
When my Pride's on the lam,
Sipping Sorrow like Baby Cham,
Falling foul of Honesty's scam,
On the dance floor in my chest.
I look so grievously good,
Doing what Agony should,
And what Depravity would,
In command of the red regiments stood,
On the catwalk of my wrist.
I can hear them pounding,
Watching and surrounding,
Laughing and floundering,
With Pain and Woe hounding,
In the nightclub of my gut.
My guests are saying to,
Cheer no longer pulling through,
Despair sticking like glue,
With Sin ready to sue,
At the opera in my throat.
Watch me as I lose control,
As Loneliness takes it's toll,
Filling out Insanity's role,
Joining Death's lost shoal,
Inside the crypt of life.
See my eyes flutter and fade,
Marching in the Black Parade,
Finding shelter in Hate's shade,
And losing all I had ever made,
As the curtain closes,
To a dozen
If My Heart Held All My FeelingsIf my heart held all my feelings
I'd tear that thing right out
And smash it on the floor
And stomp it
And crush it
And beat it
And break it
More than it was broken before
Because that damn heart
It doesn't work right
It keeps in all the dark stuff
And it lets go of the light
But without that stupid
Fickle little organ
I'd live free forever
In a sea of relief because
The pain will be gone
And the guilt will be gone
And the fear will be gone
And I wouldn't have a stupid
Fickle little organ
Pumping poison in my bloodstream
Putting poison in my thoughts
I'd be free
Be free forever
Heartless, yes, but free.
Dead and GoneA cold that chills to the very bone
Sitting in my hearse alone
My coffin cramped and lined with satin
I can't believe that this could happen
One day here, the next I'm not
Soon my body will be laid to rot
The preacher will speak the sermons of old
And the people will cry, or so I'm told
Then they'll lower me down into the ground
While not even children make a sound
And a handful of dirt each will give
Remembering the life that I lived
Then all I'll be is a thought
A memory, a shot in the dark
And if they think back on me
They'll remember how I lived so free
And they'll remember how I loved so strong
And how I loved forever long
And even though I'm no longer around
And my corpse lies rotting in the ground
Know the sun again will rise
And you can try to feel alive
So please don't cry a single tear
My love, please know I'm always near
We are all equalThe child winced in pain; he did not fathom why he was put through this hell. Lashing after lashing with his father's cane, why didn't his daddy wish him well?
He tried to be the perfect son, but nothing is quite perfect, fighting an invisible battle with a wrongly titled defect.
He cried at night with terror, for fear of having his head smashed into the wall.
His father proclaimed his error "You're not my son at all!"
The boy felt anxious it was his first day of High-School, "You won't fit in." Came his father's shout. In this day and age it simply wasn't cool to come out.
He spent his hours hoping, begging for a change. He was barely coping as it was, it's not his fault he was strange.
Time did not fly by, not once in this poor boys life. Each day a little of him would die, all because society deemed he should have a wife.
He had most of his life in fear, dreading to reveal the truth. He had shed so many tears ever since his youth.
His father had passed away; he could be joyful at la
Insert Name HereWe are what they tell us;
No matter how strong,
No matter how wrong.
We are moulded by our distrust,
And when needs must,
We just want to be what they can see,
And so let them tell us what we must be,
Even when it hurts.
Tell me who I am;
Who you want me to be,
I'll change if you don't want me.
I just want to be labelled and to belong,
To be known in what life must prolong.
I just want to be what they can see,
And so let them tell me what I must be,
Especially when it hurts.
Tell me who they are;
The suicide kids of now,
Forever wondering how,
They ever got to be who they aren't,
As if they've been told they can't,
Be them and be what the world can see,
And so let themselves be told what they must be,
Then just lie about how it hurts.
Tell me who you could become;
If you followed your dreams,
They've been torn at the seams,
By a bunch of worthless liars,
And drowned out by criers,
Making you a victim of you,
And what you put yourself through.
Because you just want to be what they can s
Day for a DepressiveDragging along is a simple thing
here there is no pleasure;
Walking numb without a course
Awake or Asleep?Awake or Asleep
My imagination runs wild
Making up stories
In my mind
Is it true?
Did they die?
Is it true?
Am I alive?
What's going on?
What is life?
And will the scars every fully heal?
WHo are you?
Is this from staying up all night?
Or from believing the lies?
What's going on?
Oh what is real?
Why won't these scars hurry up and heal?!
Darkness surounds me.
Staring me in the face
Are my past mistakes
I can't escape
Am I awake?
Or am I asleep?
Bleeding wallsWhite room
With me standing alone at different ages
Am I still sane?
Who am I?
Who are you?
Why do you whisper those 3 words?
"Nothing is real!"
A hand in the dark drags me out
It'll stop soon if I'm only dreaming
PLEASE this is all scaring me..
Back and forth
Awake and asleep
Remembered and forgotten
Promises you could never keep
Pass through the gate
Then you'll know truth
Drink the water
And meet you fate
Far From LonelyWalk through these hallowed halls
Mazes in their right
Try desperately to find the sun
Though it's always night
There's no other way
Just live your life
On your knees, now pray
Alone, oh Misery
Please be my companion
We'll walk through these halls
With reckless abandon
Far from lonely
Yet lonely the same
Let's play this game
Oh great Woe
Please be my friend
Bring dear Pain
Just ask him again
We'll all stay lost
In this hell forever
Never breaking free
That's too great an endeavor
My dear sweet friends
You'll always remain
Am just a mistake?So
Am just a mistake?
You thought you couldn't have babies anymore?
And you didn't want anymore?
You say that you've gave up your life to your kids bur no more?
Mom I don't get it
You said I love you
Then make it like my life is turning up side down
I really don't understand you mom
If you don't want me then I'll get rid of my self for you
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