Tears

by Broken Dreams   Feb 2, 2006


I lay around all the time, crying over little things. I don't know why I do it, but it has to stop.
It doesn't help to cry, it just causes more pain. I can't take it I'm slowly going insane.
Suicide is the most frequent thought, in my mind right now. I f I had a gun I'd probably shoot myself.
There's a weird feeling in my stomach, that makes me want to puke. I'm starving myself cause I'm not good enough for you.
I tried my best, but it wasn't good enough. You pushed me out of your life, l.Iike I never existed.
You didn't care how much it hurt, as long as it wasn't you. You messed with my emotions, they still aren't back to normal.
I keep telling myself your coming back, but inside I know your not. I find myself obsessing more and more, but don't know why.
I haven't seen you for over a year, so why am i still tripping. I need to get on with my life, or ill be all messed up later.

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