Even though sometimes I like to believe I can help,
No one wants me around.

So they squash and trample me,
that’s why I hide in the corners now.

I say jump, you say how high.
As high as the sky,
                   to that cloud number 9

Floating in the gas above the ground, feeling like gravity can’t effect you.

You breathe in the earth, the bits you rolled up,
                                                             ­                     and light it up to turn it to smoke.

Watching her burn with such delight, you take a puff and let the air in your lungs turn to soot.

Why does a screen feel less than me when it’s supposed to be state of the art, high tech, and without fault.

People will say that it’s just getting old, and worn out, so why won’t my heart do the same..

Hey, I like you, do you like me? No, that’s fine, that’s cool I’ll go cry myself to sleep at night because unlike internet explorer I don’t just keep asking for you to accept me.

I simply wish that I could be less weak, less pathetic, less useless than everything and everyone else, I just wish to not feel this sensitivity of my nerves letting my eyes drain and my heart to turn into a glass pane that someone can smash open, and for those lumps in my throat to just go down and not reappear as I struggle to tell you how I feel.

I wish to be helpful, I wish to be useful, and I want to make you happy every way possible.

But my weakening heart does not know how to tell you the truth that I’m holding within my lungs as the air rots away.

I no longer wish to feel pain.

****, the idea of a future
**** the past, and **** now
In this stupid present.

I've had enough of being beaten and ****** over by everyone.
Now it's my turn.

i'm different
they say
unknown, foreign, alienated, that's how i feel to them

those people, them, they, all of those whos eyes judge throughly without remorse,
i search for another,
                                   just
                                          like
                                                  me