I was living for the nights where I didn't cry myself to sleep
the days were my stomach wasn't filled with medication I didn't need
it was like you all stopped caring about me when my eyes went dark
you were afraid of me and I could understand why, I was afraid too
making fun of yourself in a non self harming way is one thing I couldn't
self harming in a way it was fun for the both of us, is what I always could
mama told you it was because of the friends you made outside
the truth is I don't have a clue about what she is talking, friends?
so there once was a girl and everyone thought she was special
a rare kind of special, you could look at her and forget all your misery
your daddy never loved you and thats why you are so ****** up
your family abandoned you and now you are here all alone, again
but don't you worry pretty thing, nobody will cry for you this time
always talking about trying to fix us, always talking, never actions
the people in her home town told her she was going to hell
and she always smiled because maybe hell is where she belonged
sick of hiding and always trying to fit into this messed up broken world
maybe this little thing was enough for her to go away for good..
because at this tiny magical moment where you stopped caring about me
so did I.
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 4:36 PM UTC
I was living for the nights where I didn't cry myself to sleep
the days were my stomach wasn't filled with medication I didn't need
it was like you all stopped caring about me when my eyes went dark
you were afraid of me and I could understand why, I was afraid too
making fun of yourself in a non self harming way is one thing I couldn't
self harming in a way it was fun for the both of us, is what I always could
mama told you it was because of the friends you made outside
the truth is I don't have a clue about what she is talking, friends?
so there once was a girl and everyone thought she was special
a rare kind of special, you could look at her and forget all your misery
your daddy never loved you and thats why you are so ****** up
your family abandoned you and now you are here all alone, again
but don't you worry pretty thing, nobody will cry for you this time
always talking about trying to fix us, always talking, never actions
the people in her home town told her she was going to hell
and she always smiled because maybe hell is where she belonged
sick of hiding and always trying to fit into this messed up broken world
maybe this little thing was enough for her to go away for good..
because at this tiny magical moment where you stopped caring about me
so did I.
