you see me.
you see what you want in me.
but you do see me too.
and you choose to ignore me.
they know, they just choose to ignore it. im sorry that you think that a little jesus will help... i wont. you think that all this is from being a "sinner" or from not believing. ***** you, because you know that this is not something i can change, yet you tell me, it's all in the mind-set. you can change this if you really want to. god will help. if there was a god. this world wouldn't be as bad. and even if there is a god. he's selfish and demanding and no one loves someone who all they do is demand, demand, demand. i cant help it that you are all stuck on some god and think that he is going to make everything alright. ha. you're sorely mistaken darling. i didn't up and decide, oh im going to want to die, and im going to want to hate my life, and im going to want to be sad for un-seen reasons. im going to make myself find it hard to have fun and live and be happy. if that is what you think i do to myself. ***** you.
the poem at the top made me vent... the vent at the bottom is to show what made me write this poem...