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I don't expect you to understand
Is possibly the biggest lie anyone could conjure
Do not belittle me
Or what I feel
And never breathe those wretched words
Be wary what they can do
Don't spit them at me
I'm trying to help
And that's more than I should do for you
Watch them pass the roll of grass
As they fall...  
                         down on their ***
Let them sit and take a hit
Even though it smells like ****
I want to be a different kind of free
Where I can just be me
And dance in modest pants
To a song of romance
"It's not my crowd"
I say out loud
"I belong on the ground"
Far from the **** and tar
Out of the clouds running far
To a place bound in lace
*As pretty as my face
I love with my fingertips
on your cheek bone
And my lips whispering
on your shoulder
You
with a blunt in your grasp
And a fist ready to run
A blistering rage set on full
And a kiss
with the sharpest tongue
I'd ask you to be gentler
But that would be too much
I'm lucky to be in your thoughts
And crushed
beneath your touch
We all love a little differently
But that does not make me weak
When you have all the words
And I can barely
*speak
It's not about you
You died, By Suicide
And I cried,
and cried and cried.
Inside, Part of me died
Cos you lied,
and lied and lied.
You’re gone, and I’m the one
To suffer on,
and on and on.
Why, Why? You had to lie?
Chose to die?
Oh why Oh why?
You knew, I loved you
So why you?
Why you? Why you?
I try to understand why
But I cry,
and cry and cry.
Heart break, a pain that makes
My soul ache,
and ache and ache.
You knew, what I’d go through
You had to!
**** you! **** you!
Sorry, but you hurt me
Needlessly,
badly, sadly.
Guilty and so angry
You left me
lonely, empty.
Someday, the hurt just may
Go away,
I pray and pray.
Love you, will always do
Forgive you?
That’s hard to do!
I watch myself in the mirror
Falling apart with every tear
I wish I could get high
Like my friends
Without crashing so **** hard
I wish I could take pills
Like my mom and step dad do
But they always make me throw up
Even after one or two
I wish I could lose myself in games
Or books
Or ****
But they all bore me or only make me
Uncomfortable
I don't have a fix so I relieve myself of thoughts
By taking the blade of some scissors
And driving them into my thigh with force
It helps only a little because there's only so much
One can do
I'm depressed and stuck because I'm so different
To all of you
Nothing works but I'm willing to try
Writing used to be it
So was dancing and singing
And playing piano
And talking to my friends
But I'm older now and not as gifted
As the child I used to be
And no one wants to listen to a nutty chook you see
So now I'm alone with my thoughts
And they're slowly killing me
I remember so much that I forget
The same story I've told over and over again
How we met
That time I made a complete fool of myself
My dream I had 5 years ago
Everything
Because I'm worried I might forget
What made me happy and why
So I'll tell you over and over
Until the day I
Can't anymore because not only am I
scared
That I'll forget
But that you'll forget what we've
done
What we did before we became
one
Because sometimes
I repeat myself
But please don't be mad at me
I'm only forgetting
I told you
So we never forget
to remember
That we were always meant to be
I do repeat myself and I'm sorry I tell the same stupid awkward weird sometimes boring **** 6 times a day
But I want you to know I'll never forget how I feel about you
And why I feel that way now
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