WRONG WRONG WRONG

Every things gone wrong
nothing now is ever right
every decision i make
is never the the better one

so many options to chose from
but i always pick the worst one
don't tell me this is my fault
because i already know I'm
W R O N G

i have started hacking at my wrists again
i really don't give a damn!!
f u c k this world
and f u c k you all
because I'm always WRONG WRONG WRONG

i don't do school anymore
it was just a waste of time
nothing makes sense anymore
this world still f u c k s me round

i miss everyone i ever new
and I'm sorry that I'm gone
but that was another choice of mine
and again its WRONG WRONG WRONG

this world is just too hard for me
it never lets me go
the only friend i can talk to now
is Mr. crimson creator
yes my silver cutting friend

i hold him tight every night
and tell him all my fears
he is like a special Dr.
yes he helps me relieve my pain

it's like another painkiller
but using reverse phsycology
he creates the crimson on my wrist
and helps me get to sleep
Mr. crimson creator
you are my only good choice!!

(C) Lucy Green

*Going through hard times right now, sorry that it doesn't make too much sense but i needed to vent that out, please tell me what you think*