Fourteen years is what it took,
To find out why this is how I look.
Compared to mom, dad, nana and pops,
Why all my cousins act as if I deserve mops.
An outcast of the family most of my life,
To only find comfort in my knife.
Silver blades and scars that stay,
Almost took my life away.
****** people and a mean mind
make me wonder if it's my time.
To stand up or sit back,
To save myself or fade away.
Fourteen years is what it took
To take a look
And see you are the poisen in me.
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 6:09 PM UTC
Fourteen years is what it took,
To find out why this is how I look.
Compared to mom, dad, nana and pops,
Why all my cousins act as if I deserve mops.
An outcast of the family most of my life,
To only find comfort in my knife.
Silver blades and scars that stay,
Almost took my life away.
****** people and a mean mind
make me wonder if it's my time.
To stand up or sit back,
To save myself or fade away.
Fourteen years is what it took
To take a look
And see you are the poisen in me.
