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Oct 2014
I was born white
turning pink

6 years young
they added black and green
wonder why I grew up so fast
I spent so long not realizing
something was wrong

10 brings tragedy
slight grey and silver
to me and my family

12 years young
with so much blue, black and lust
very ****** up little girl
trusted the wrong people

12 also brought a striking bit of gold
but the blue was too strong
too icy, too dark, too cold

14 and you'd never guess
what I've turned into
black and black and black and grey
then finally met enough red
to make me feel okay

15, 16 red was my life
a pulse, a heartbeat
finally happy and alright
soon though comes doubt
and black seeps back in
how did this happen
I was just a kid

16, 16, the last straw
I can't face red anymore
and red was not
the strong color I thought it to be
red faded, receded from me

17, oh, don't look at me
don't look closely
you won't like what you see
as each addiction returns
bringing friends
my life I've wanted to end
for quite some time now
I'm such a gross color

17 is such a great time
to cut short the life of a girl
who has no colors
invisible
nothing
I don't know why this happened.
But I hate myself so much right now.
I don't know why I keep doing this to myself.
I ******* hate myself, and then I hate myself more for hating myself and "coping."

I hate myself for repeating history and believing promises that are never kept.
I hate myself for loving.
I hate myself for lying to myself.
I am such a stupid, worthless **** up.

I ******* hate myself, but I've never been able to **** myself.
I ******* hate myself for wanting to try to again anyway.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  26/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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