Don\'t

Don’t look,
There’s nothing there
No more reason to
Pretend you care.

Don’t touch
They can be sore
Sick of living
This life is such a bore

Don’t listen
It’s nothing new
Not like you would
You’d just keep it focusing it on you

Don’t look
There not that bad
I guess it’s all my fault
That I’m always sad

Don’t touch
There attempts to take my life
Attempts using my
Big shinny knife

Don’t listen
I’m use to it
I’m use to all of
This fuked up shit

Don’t pretend
Everything’s not ok
Its not you who dreads
Each new day