I am sorry
For my imperfections
For the insane words that drip
They are not my intentions

I want to be normal
For once in my life
To not have voices
Causing my strife

Clingy and annoying
Separation issues and crazy
Bipolar and ****** tendencies
My memory is hazzy

When you don't talk
Don't respond
I tell myself to let go
But I cant

I sit quietly
Secretly wanting to slit
Open my wrists
On my lip I bit

I've bitten harshly
On my lower lip
Red liquid pours
Solid in drip

I only want love
That I know I will never receive
I cry because my barely beating heart
Is cracked more that one would believe