Die Die my Darling
I am ugly. I am torn, I am set at self-destruct. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I am losing my footing. I am sooo angry at times and confused, yep this girl is still lost. I am not worthy. I have many dreams to live but some seem too far to grasp.
Fly me away forever.. this place is better without me. I fake happiness.. I crave to have that shine in my eyes again.. they seem so dull, so dead.. the world disgusts me and I disgust myself. I don’t wanna grow up. I don’t want to live my own life.
All that is beautiful wilts. Tears fall as mascara streaks my face. Im sorry I get frustrated so easily.. im sorry I talk of death like it is something I hold beautiful, something I cherish, something I crave. I am broken.
I sit here looking for someone to find me but all I hear is my own echo.
Lost in my own demise.
Tomorrow I can be in my eutopia briefly, I cant wait. I want all of my friends there with me. I wanna feel but I find it impossible.. I have done too much wrong in my life. Let my beauty wither to dust. My tears make my fingers slip tot easily on the keyboard so I am done.
Nevermore,
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