Its me

by lamie   May 23, 2006


She sits there in her room with a knife
thinking about using it to take her life
but is it selfish how would everyone feel
maybe just one cut that will heal
but it always seems to leave a scar
why is it that she has to go too far
she\'s got these voices in her head
wishing and begging for her to be dead
these sick voices said..
she\'s lost it and no one likes her they wish she was dead
they all wish shed blow a bullet to her head
but no she stays here just cut again
keep on going till it relieves her pain
every one thinks this girls insane
yes yes i do to she\'s locked up in her own world of crying
she\'s fed up of her life always sighing
dreaming dreams of her best mate dieing
living a life of unconfessed ling
there his too much for this girl to take
its a living nightmare she cannot wake
she hates herself she hates her reflection
she cuts her self for her own protection
but this girls doing what she don\'t want to do
living a life with all the pain its putting her Threw
she hates her life she wants to go
why she hasn\'t i don\'t no
why is it that nobody can see
that girl there that is me.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Gizmo

    5/5 ya are good!!!