what an ugly person. they look so stupid. it makes me angry. i want to **** them. why do they still live? they don't deserve to. i punch them, and the mirror shatters, the shards lined with blood.
I don’t want to die, I want to cease to exist. To never have been born And never have lived For my soul and body to disappear For any memory of me to be gone To dissolve into nothingness and Never have been anything at all
The eyes in the mirror, do not look like mine. They are tired, and without life. Perhaps this is who I am now, just a tired, hurting soul, who is just a shadow, drifting through life, toward the end.
I wake up crying Dying inside Tell my parents that i'm ok But i'm really not And I hate it when they push further Because they know that I am lying But I need them to push me to keep me alive And I hate the pain of the knife against my skin But I love the punishment for my sins I don't think that I can do this anymore *It hurts too much to try