im not crazy or anything...
too much shit happened today, so i wont bother putting it in here, if you want to know then ask me... but i do get to re-decorate my room... bianca is gunna help me
but heres a poem i wrote in like 10 mins...
by the way, i didnt read over it at all...and if its shitty then too bad. im putting it in here anyways.
I want to go,
and never come back,
i want to die,
and be left alone.
I hate my life,
my friends are fading,
i want to cut,
but people would complain.
I want people to help,
but not to do everything,
i need to choose,
right or wrong.
I want to go,
and never come back,
i want to die,
and be left alone.
I feel like crying,
but i must be strong,
emotional?
emotionless?
Fucked up?
or is it just in the head,
i can't help myself,
i am, who i am.
Life sucks,
but people get delt shit,
you live with it,
and you take it.
But sometimes you can't,
sometimes pressure is great.
I want to go,
and never come back,
i want to die,
and be left alone.
I hate this world,
its filled with such hate,
greed and violence,
we live for no purpose.
It feels so pointless,
that is...living,
you may make impacts on lives,
but what does that do?
Things happen,
and you can't change them,
i want to change them,
but it would take to long.
To end it, alone.
Would be much simpler in some minds...
by the way, this isnt totally how i feel, because i dont want to die, theres a meaning behind it, and i want to see if people are able to figure it out.. but if not then too bad...