Just a poem I wrote.....I wrote a poem HAHAHAHA.
I want to write a sad song, so everyone will know of the pain that is deep down, trapt inside my soul. The soul I've never had. When I try to write a song the words never come out the way I want them to. I don't want the pity or sorrow from you. I said I'm moving out at 16 but you laugh right in my face, you said I didn't have the chance because you only hit me once. Well what the fuck do you call bruises on my heart? The scars upon my arms? My mistakes they are. I've never had a future. I've never had a life. I've never had a soul, I'm just and empty body you like to put in the ground. My lungs are filled with smoke, so don't try the CPR. This is another shitty excuse to sort these feelings out. The hatred and sadness within. This is the last time, the last line, the last thing I'll ever say. I'm broken and the band-aids won't do shit, so don't try to peice me up.