Teenage Angst
CAUTION: BELOW IS SOMETHING I WROTE ABOUT A MONTH AGO, IM NOT SAYING IF I FEEL THE SAME WAY ON CERTAIN PARTS ARE NOT, DONT READ THIS IF OTHER THINGS I HAVE SAID HAVE UPSET YOU, THOUGH YOU WILL READ THIS ANYWAY. SOME OF YOU HAVE SEEN THIS, IM PUTTING IT UP TO SHOW THE REST. IM NOT SOME MENTAL CASE, THIS DOESNT SHOW I AM ONE, SO DONT TREAT ME LIKE SOME KID WHO IS GOING TO SNAP ANY SECOND AND HURT HIMSELF.
What’s wrong with you, can’t you see I’m screaming for help. I’m sitting here pleading with anyone of you to help me. Too let me know it’s ok, it will all pass. No words of kindness? No pat on the back. Silence is golden…no it isn’t. Silence can kill. It’s destroying me from the inside and it amuses you. This is too a girl who got into my head, and played with my mind, my heart, my life. Some friends. They give up after one try. Someone don’t even attempt too cheer me up. Are they even really my friends? Just here for their own personal use. Do you know the feeling? When you've hit rock-bottom. When you try to reach for help from the friends you once held dear too you, the ones you knew all your life, and they give you the cold shoulder. the feeling that every girl you've ever liked has thought of you only as a friend, and when you do get someone who loves you back, you last three weeks before they cheat on you. And you promise yourself it'll never happen again, and here we are in good 'ol high school and it happens again. And you find you can't even trust your own word. The feeling that you come home everyday from school too an empty house. High school is the best years of our lives, the feeling that, during these best days...you come home every day, and sit there all summer. Locked in your room, staring at the wall, drowning yourself in music, crying, yeah crying. Because your friends are so overwhelmed with their high school lives, they forget too call you. The feeling where you're always second too someone else, and never good at anything. The feeling where you think everyone hates you, and it turns out most of them do. The feeling that everyone talks about you, that you annoy everyone. And just making sure you don’t annoy them, you end up annoying them more. The feeling that all you have left in your sad, miserable pathetic life, are your lyrics, you express yourself in writing, for the cheap admiration of people who really don’t give a fucking crap anymore, because they are fed up with their own life, the feeling your alone. This world, with billions of people, and you're alone. Not one can touch your soul anymore
PS: I'm Not Crying For Attention. So Shut It.
What’s wrong with you, can’t you see I’m screaming for help. I’m sitting here pleading with anyone of you to help me. Too let me know it’s ok, it will all pass. No words of kindness? No pat on the back. Silence is golden…no it isn’t. Silence can kill. It’s destroying me from the inside and it amuses you. This is too a girl who got into my head, and played with my mind, my heart, my life. Some friends. They give up after one try. Someone don’t even attempt too cheer me up. Are they even really my friends? Just here for their own personal use. Do you know the feeling? When you've hit rock-bottom. When you try to reach for help from the friends you once held dear too you, the ones you knew all your life, and they give you the cold shoulder. the feeling that every girl you've ever liked has thought of you only as a friend, and when you do get someone who loves you back, you last three weeks before they cheat on you. And you promise yourself it'll never happen again, and here we are in good 'ol high school and it happens again. And you find you can't even trust your own word. The feeling that you come home everyday from school too an empty house. High school is the best years of our lives, the feeling that, during these best days...you come home every day, and sit there all summer. Locked in your room, staring at the wall, drowning yourself in music, crying, yeah crying. Because your friends are so overwhelmed with their high school lives, they forget too call you. The feeling where you're always second too someone else, and never good at anything. The feeling where you think everyone hates you, and it turns out most of them do. The feeling that everyone talks about you, that you annoy everyone. And just making sure you don’t annoy them, you end up annoying them more. The feeling that all you have left in your sad, miserable pathetic life, are your lyrics, you express yourself in writing, for the cheap admiration of people who really don’t give a fucking crap anymore, because they are fed up with their own life, the feeling your alone. This world, with billions of people, and you're alone. Not one can touch your soul anymore
PS: I'm Not Crying For Attention. So Shut It.