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1.7k · Dec 2013
Memories
Do I Matter Dec 2013
Memories cant be chosen. Memories just come and go as your brain pleases. Whether you want to remember something or not. Its not really up to you. Those times when you really want to remember everything you studied for a test or when you want to forget about the guy who broke your heart.

In my case the memories of people calling me names, tripping me, making me feel hopeless. I want to forget, but my brain wont allow it. They will always be there. I will never know when i will remember those times. They might come when im at my happiest. I tried making myself believe its like that for a reason, but i dont know anymore.

Those memories of your first kiss or those of the time you went to your first school dance. Those are the memories you want to keep. The good ones. The ones that make you smile when you think its physically impossible. Write them down and put them in a box, because maybe one day when you forget to smile and you also forget them, you will rememeber.

Treasure the people you love. Forget the people who make you cry. Ignore those who hurt you.  And love like there is no tomorrow. Make memories. Make some who make you laugh and make some that make you cry.

And rememeber.  Be who you want to be.
1.5k · Dec 2013
Let it out
Do I Matter Dec 2013
I just cant hold it in anymore. I dont know what to do. These feelings are getting in the way of everything. The feeling of pain, shame, hurt, sadness, heartbreak and so much more. I cant get anything done with them in my way. The voices in my head tell me to only focus on those feelings. Its hard to live a happy life when youre not happy... Life is hard for a self harmer.. People look at you differently. They look at you as if you are not human. They treat you diffirently. Some treat you with more respect and others just hurt you with words. Little do they know that hurting me is not going to het them anywhere. The only thing they can get out of that is my death. I dont know how to deal with this anymore. I push all the help i get away. I only do this because i dont want anyone else to get hurt. I will always put everyone before myself. The reason for that is because i dont want anyone to be as unhappy as i am. I know how that feels and i dont want anyone to go through that pain im going through. My friends try to make me happy and i would force a smile and a laugh. What do they want me to do? Just be happy. Well thats not going to happen... Happiness doesnt just come, you have to work for it. I wish i could please everyone... Sadly no one can...

Is there anyone out there who can accept me for me. The crazy girl who just needs some love...
1.4k · Dec 2013
These voices
Do I Matter Dec 2013
you are not good enough
no one likes you, might as well die
go hurt yourself you ugly *****!*

Meet the voices in my head
They try their very best to get to me
They almost caused me to be dead
And they were the reason i wanted to flee

I did not want to be me anymore
They made me hate myself so much
I started walking to a door
I knew this was my way out with one touch

I had to get the key
This was hard, but worth it in the end
That key helped me to flee
Flee from the voices in my head

But i will not get too comfortable
For these voices may return
These voices make me uncomfortable
Dont play with fire darling, you will burn
1.4k · Dec 2013
Memories
Do I Matter Dec 2013
Memories cant be chosen. Memories just come and go as your brain pleases. Whether you want to remember something or not. Its not really up to you. Those times when you really want to remember everything you studied for a test or when you want to forget about the guy who broke your heart.

In my case the memories of people calling me names, tripping me, making me feel hopeless. I want to forget, but my brain wont allow it. They will always be there. I will never know when i will remember those times. They might come when im at my happiest. I tried making myself believe its like that for a reason, but i dont know anymore.

Those memories of your first kiss or those of the time you went to your first school dance. Those are the memories you want to keep. The good ones. The ones that make you smile when you think its physically impossible. Write them down and put them in a box, because maybe one day when you forget to smile and you also forget them, you will rememeber.

Treasure the people you love. Forget the people who make you cry. Ignore those who hurt you.  And love like there is no tomorrow. Make memories. Make some who make you laugh and make some that make you cry.

And rememeber.  Be who you want to be.
1.4k · Dec 2013
Love
Do I Matter Dec 2013
When i was a little girl i thought i was in love
I thought love was just having a boyfriend
I thought that love was just saying he's mine
But i have never been so wrong

When i was 13 i thought holding hands was love
I believed that when you kissed it was love
My mom said my dad said he loved her and she knew that was love

The first time someone said they loved me
I panicked because it felt so wrong
It felt wrong to say i love you when you dont

To this day i still dont know what love is
Yes i have said it to people before
But that did not mean much
Love cannot be forced

My mom says love comes when the time is right
Stop wasting time looking for love
Live your life and make mistakes while you can
Love will find you

I Promise
1.1k · Dec 2013
Its all lies
Do I Matter Dec 2013
Why does life consist of lies you ask.
It is truly something no one can understand.
Life is something with a mask,
But you still decide to give it your hand.
You see my dear,
Life is a journey which has its ups and downs.
How can you live if you live in fear?
You listen to those commanding sounds,
When in reality it's just you.
It whispers frightning things in your ear.
You are the one to decide if it is true,
But do not let them get near.
You are a fool my love.
You believe them and what the say.
You should only care about the one above.
These lies are a game which you must play.

Do you believe them?

— The End —