not a poem - the real me

Oct 15, 2005 16:03

i feel like the only friend i have is my sister - that's it

i don't hve a second home

i just have myself

this sux

killing myself goes through my head but that's always a stupid ass thing to do

mybe i should start over

but i feel like i'm too far into this hole i've dug for myself

parties are a ghost

real friends are a joke

smiling is impossible

the only place i can kindo do ny of this is at school

but i found out it doesn't matter

i hve 2 be someone different

i don't know what the hell i'm saying

i feel i don't know

well - u just read the real me

whatever

i hve to start being someone who i am and not someone who i'm not

this isn't a fucking poem
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