I know, it's long. But aren't they always?

Aug 25, 2005 19:56

Pity me
But I won’t tell you anything
Sympathize to me
Externally I’ll push you away
Internally, I want you
Oh pity me; my life is worse than yours

I’m boy that only wants her
I’m the girl that only wants him
Neither of us are good together
Together, we are only hurtful to each other
But I only want her
And I only want him
I’m hopeless without her
I’m suicidal without him
Pity me, you’ll never quite understand

In sorrow I’ll lay in forever
Sadness is my best friend
My whole life is death
Therefore,
This is all pointless

There’s no bright side
Next to her I’m a cutter
Next to him, I keep my bulimic secrets
My parents are oblivious to my alien like skinniness
Will you notice me?
Will you help me?
I want help, but I’ll only refuse.

Good grades, good life
I’m the angel daughter and son
I reside in my bedroom
Only to fail you in everything else
I want to eschew your wants
Because I’m never quite enough
I’m never quite enough
You’d never pity me
So I’ll make friends with death

Bad house, bad family
I’d rather notice everything against me
I want to be depressed about life
Accepting it is forbidden
Pity me
Everything has gone bad in my life
I’d rather push people away
All those that have something good to say

I’m pregnant at age sixteen
My parents, they’ll slaughter me
Abortion, adoption, ride my mistake
No-one will pity me
It’s all a secret
Or I’ll be titled a whore

He doesn’t know she has cancer
She doesn’t know he has an addiction
We’re all lost
We’re all broken

I have three months to life
This cancer will eat me alive
I pity you
But don’t pity me

I’m a druggie
Don’t worry, I’ll fix my problems
After I run away from this world

My brother, mom, cousin, friend died this morning
I need help, I need help
Talk to me
Talk me out of my drugs
My world is crumbling
I don’t want pity hugs
Prick me with a needle
Tell me it was all a dream
That it’s not what it seems

He’s stripping my clothes off
Mother, Father, Brother, Sister
In and out, he’ll slowly kill me
My soul first, then the rest
You don’t have time to pity me
I’ll be raped and killed
Without you knowing so

I’m hungry and without clothes
I don’t have a place to live
And food is the highest luxury
I’m left to starve
With pictures of my irregular body as your remembrance
There’s millions like me
But you pity me and become obese

I’m famous
Humble in the press
Sad in real life
I’m missing something
So I’ll fill what’s missing
Only to learn that I can’t
Pity me, my life is supposed to be perfect

We’re all falling
One in the same
Yet different
Pity us?
Everyone sees us
But in this world, we’re really ignored
In a circle of pain
Everybody has problems
In that sense, we’re all the same
I think I captured everyone in a sense
Because, we’re all just wandering in this broken world.

Andrea M. J
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