My Plan

by ŦōüċhÌήğ ỀνĬĽ   Dec 29, 2004


I wake up everyday
Into this same old place
Always trying to get away
From my mask-carved face

Always seen with a smile
Never letting them see
Just a little more while
Till there’s no more me

I hide my pain
It’s the best thing I can do
Always being fake
Never being true

My times ticking away
Only a few minutes left to go
What weapon shall I portray?
Should I do it fast or slow?

There’s many ways I could do it
Rope, knife, gun or maybe pills
So many choices
Just as long as it kills

This is my end
Oh and here’s my note
Goodbye to you my friends
Please read what I wrote:

To mom and dad
I can’t believe you couldn-t see
All the hurt and pain I had
Bottled up inside of me

You never did ask me what was wrong
Whenever I would cry
I couldn-t go on pretending to be strong
Life just wasn’t worth my try

To my friends
I don’t know what to say
I guess this is were it ends
Im sorry I have to go away

I’m grateful for the times we shared
The laughs and the smiles
I could almost always feel you cared
But all good things have to end in a while

To my enemies
Here your dream comes true
I’m out of your world, out of your life
I killed myself, just like you wanted me to!

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  • 19 years ago

    by R

    bravo! good job!

  • 19 years ago

    by Tiny Reader

    Wow thats amazing!! i really lyked this part 'I hide my pain,It’s the best thing I can do, Always being fake, Never being true' everything you write seems so true and important!!even this is a really good talent to have, i hope that pain isnt true!!luv sarah xx

  • 19 years ago

    by Heather M Craig

    i loved ur comment...how can u tell me not to kill myself and u write stuff like this? *tears* plz dont shannon...talk to me if u need me... i want u here my friend...God bless you...a prayer held for you in heart.

  • 19 years ago

    by priya

    sorry it came twice
    trueheart

  • 19 years ago

    by priya

    i love it! i can totally relate to it because that's how i feel. all so fake by not telling how i truly feel to anybody, not even my parents. i specially like these lines where u said there are so many ways u can choose from just so until it kills u.
    keep up the great work and thanks for your comments.
    ater

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