What's Wrong With Me

by Kayla   Sep 28, 2006


My life's hell, just wanting to yell
To depressed, but can't confess
My arms show it, but no one knows it
No longer sleeping, no longer thinking
So confused and amused
I'm a mess, along with stressed
Alcohol and drugs, no more hugs
Loss of friends, I think it's the end
I gave up not looking up
Always looking down, but all there was, was ground
Who am I too blame, all I feel is shame
No longer could run, so I took a gun
What was wrong with me, why could no one see
Don't make my mistake, that no one can take
Live your life and be yourself, for you are the one that can make you truly happy

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