its amazing how people can
ignore you
when your screaming
help
....
its so ... amazing
how easy
they can over look you
.. tired..
and lonely
im not happy ...
im drowning
in a pool
of vomit of lies and tears
.....
"help me"
can any one see me
can any one hear me
...
the mask that im wearing ....
is starting to break
and i dont think i can try to fake .....
these bottle of
emotions inside
i cant escape ....
im scared of the end...
darkness is not one of my kind friends....
there is no where for me to be free ...
im stuck here ....
i dont know if
if i can breathe
am i alive
or a walking doll
full of yes's
paint lips and big brown eyes ...
so dull
no thoughts nothing inside
some one save me
i have nothing more to give
i feel like im dying inside
...........
how can you say you love me
how can they say they care
look at me
can you see me
or do you only
see
what you want to see
which isnt really there
..... im nothing more
than
an illusion
to you am i .....
they all stare
while i dance and sing ...
what pretty
little fucking thing
isnt it fucking beautiful
how people can be
no one really sees
the truth
i laugh singing ....
"what a pretty fucking thing .
isnt it fucking pretty
isnt fucking sweet
daddy runs
and i cant even find me
isnt it fucking pretty isnt fucking sweet
mother and the moon
they are all against me
laughing
and mocking
the little words
they
speak
cold hearts
are blind
they hurt you when
they
talk..
no see's
every one likes
to agree
that its just me
isnt it fucking pretty
isnt fucking sweet
closer and closer
death is the
only thing
that
embraces me"
'
no where
no where
no where for me
no one will never understands
no one will never see me
im just a ghost in this land
....
a doll
a
aliveless
thing
ready to please
anything
im done ..
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