Feb 14, 2007 06:45
Please don't look into my eyes,
I don't want you to see as I start to cry
I clench my fists tight,
As I'm blinded by the light.
How can I stand here and kill myself so slowly,
as you hold onto my wrist, gripping so tight?
I can't, and no one will hold my hand,
and take me away to some far off land...
To this far off place in my head,
the one I think of as I lay in bed.
As I stare at the ceiling
Still disbelieving...
It's always me, sitting in the corner
Writing these letters of self murder
I'm always hiding from a world
That's forcing me to lay here,
On the floor, alone and curled.
Every night I wish to disappear,
anywhere off this forsaken sphere
I feel like it's pity
every time you say
"You're so pretty"
I hope one day you can understand,
I'm nothing like I had planned...
... I've lost the will to work on this anymore.
C.S.