Unfinished poems Lie on her bed Unheard words That she once said Whispers of her sound That was once too loud Bounce around An empty room Only to be met By the whispers of the tears She once shed Her family Doesn't live in regret But it's say it's her fault Because she hid Echos of the secrets She once kept Burst out to the world Maybe they'll understand How she felt Friends she depended on Think their help went in vain Maybe they still don't understand She was high on pain People who called her a **** Called her a ***** Told her she's misbehaves Get some self control They call from work To ask about why she missed her shift Her parents say that she left She was a slave Of her own mind And this time they won The monsters in her head
I hate myself That is true But i hate them more Because they made me become the person Who I hate