I will not go into Kmart now,
Because you work there,

I want to go to Kmart,
And be an ******* to you,
like you were to me,

I will not go into Kmart,
Because you work there,

Maybe I should go to Kmart,
And maybe I should Get a job there too!

I will not go in Kmart,
Because you work there,

Maybe I'll go with my new boy,
and he doesn't beat me like someone did,

I will go in Kmart,
Because YOU work there now.

I'll make out with my new boy,
While you watch and check our order out.

And we sat there,
holding hands,
holding lips,
Holding body's,
facing each other,
loving each other,
and our background music was indeed,
my favorite movie,
and you laughed at me,
because occasionally,
I would turn my head from you lips,
to watch the movie,
and that is when you learned,
never to use my favorite movie,
as the background sound,
and that is when you began to sing the theme song,
"Ponyo Ponyo, little fishy in the sea, pretty little fishy,"
and then added his own verse,
"why don't you pay any attention to me?"
and that is when I felt most in love with him.

thought I mattered,
I thought you cared.
Didn’t think you’d replace me,
I was never scared.
I should have been ready,
But I was unprepared.
I told you everything,
My thoughts I shared.
Didn’t think you’d leave me.
I never dared.
To try and breath out of lungs
That lacked air.

I cant drown them they can swim and,
I cannot simply float here much longer, they pull me down under,
only barely leaving my lips ,
touching the air.

and the air above,
is trying to let me breath,
Let me live,
but I can’t,
they wont let me,
they know how to steal the air,
and its almost like,
trying not to drown,
by trying to breath,
even though you know,
you cant breath,
so whats left?
just death?

The pain givers live in me,
they have stolen my heart,
and made it there home,
but that was not enough to stop at,
they get worse and worse,
and spread to the head,
to your brain,
and then in that event,
they go into your blood,
and thought stream,

and The Pain Givers,
travel and travel,
though my body,
and the are in every inch of me now,
and the cause me to hurt myself,
in ways that could really hurt,
if I wasn’t under this spell,

Now I’m scared,
and crazy,
and I cant turn to anyone,
I get so mad in my head,
“the PAIN GIVERS HURT ME!”
I scream in my head,
so no one can hear,
as they make me,
sink this knife into my skin,
now I have to hide,
the damage they did,

Now I act crazy and I stay alone,
who would want to be my friend,
I don’t talk to people any more,
I leave myself alone,
with my pain giver,
all the old name calling,
and broken promises,
stolen hopes and dreams,
and you don’t even have a right,
to say anyone understands,

I have no time to run away,
Part because I’m lazy,
part because I don’t know where to go,
and this sickness outside me,
kills me within,
and you don’t want to see,
the tears I have cried,
I don’t wear make up anymore,
and I carry eye drops,
so I can fix my eyes,
before someone will know.

I was that 14 year old girl,
who was forced to tear down,
her Christmas lights,
and tie myself around the neck,
I wrote a note saying,
my pain givers are hurting me,
mommy are you proud,
look at your child,
but its not your all your fault it,
was also this world of an awful race, now with my hands shaking wild,
I stood up on the chair,
and look down and my feet
and smiled,

then I kicked the chair over,
and took my final breath,
and now I’m just hanging there,
dead and alone,
Saying to the angel,
thank you for answering my preyers,
And getting me out,
But the angel smiles back,
The same smile of my pain giver,
And even in death I still cry,
*** my death will not satisfy me.

3 hours,
to shower,
is observed,
but if you knew what I was doing,
you'd know,
its not enough time,
in the world,

A hour to start,
I get my buzz,
Its just a mike,
wont do much harm,
But I need to relax
my state of mind,
headaches all day,
not going to change in time,

an hour in,
I begin to compress,
I hate everything,
I've ever done to myself,
But will that stop me,
No,
because it hasn't stopped you,
So I'll bleed for a minute out of every burn and cut,
for everyone who couldn't stop either,
because were all inhuman,

and now I've sat here,
for two hours,
Water on my face,
Started standing,
in this hot water,
even turned it up,
and I feel cold,
so I'll freeze while I clean,
and bandage myself up,

we hit the three hours,
and the water stops,
and the last drops go down the drain,
like that will drain my pain,
but to just rid myself of a day,
I'd need to clean myself for a week,
and even then,
Nothing would change.

She shuts her eyes
To escape the world.
Such a hard life
For such a young girl.

She shuts her eyes
To escape it all.
Teetering on the edge
Ready to fall.

She shuts her eyes
One final time.

"A young life wasted
Such a terrible crime."
Read on the news headlines,
Because she wasted her life.
Right.

and you said,
I don't care about you.
I have no problem,
I just don't care about your existence anymore.
nothing personal,

and now I understand,
no one will stick around for you.
even those who love you.
and you just have to let them fly away,
like butterflies you wanted to take.