.. i used to be someone ..

I live in a World I can not call My Own..
And I died in a World which did not want ME....

My Smile Isnt Big;; But Its Funny How I Can Hide All My Problems Behind It.

You Asked Me To Show You My Cuts
So Do You Want To Know The Pain Behind Them?

You ask me how i am?
well im just
Fuked up
Insecure
Neurotic
Emotional

I woke up this morning... damm not again

Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.

I over analyse everything
i have bitten nails
n split ends in my hair
im not perfect
n for f**ck sake
i dont want to be perfect
i want people to know im not perfect
but love me all the same

Crying is the easiest thing to start,
But the hardest thing to stop.....

And the rain’s still coming down
After all this time it’s still around
Day in day out I hear its drops
No matter what it never stops
And I want to see the sun so bad
I give it my best but I remain sad