Untitled, Words That Make No Sense, August 13th 2005

Sitting here I shiver
I’m cold yet I’m hot
I feel as if I’m pretending
To be something I’m not

Everyday I wonder
Why things stay the same
Do I not put in enough effort
Am I the one to blame

Numb to the bone
I can’t feel the pain anymore
I feel useless
I’m stuck within my own core

Torn and fragile
If you drop me I’ll break
A simple unnoticeable package
That says Please Do Not Shake

I’ve wandered through life
Born ready to die
Waiting patiently
Living a lie

Scars cover my arms
Red, purple, and pink
Lines cross and come together
A giant link

A web of confusion
Covers my wrist
Each line has a different meaning
Each arm a different list

My stomach covered in scratches
Of the days that have gone wrong
I feel so hopeless
Yet I try to stay strong

My legs are a different story
I guess I ran out of space
I couldn’t control myself anymore
Once I even cut my face

I’m so confused
How did I get so out of control
How did I sink so far
Into this muddy dark hole

I’m filled with hate and envy
Another person seems to possess
The way I look
And how I like to dress

I have one final stanza
Why does everyone hate me
It’s not my fault
That god spent less time on me

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