I'm going through a cycle,
That death can only end.
So many mixed emotions,
I cannot begin to comprehend.
Expressing my emotions,
Leads to being an "attention *****
I do not take the razor to my skin,
But I do start a war.
Holding everything in,
Leads to fake laughs and smiles,
Tears fall when I'm alone,
And the blood pours out for miles.
Sober, I'm depressed,
Drunk, I tell everyone,
High, I'm relaxed,
But all, I just want to be done.
In the end,
I always feel like ****
So as Darwin would say,
Clearly I'm unfit.
Feb 5, 2012
Feb 5, 2012 at 9:42 AM UTC
I'm going through a cycle,
That death can only end.
So many mixed emotions,
I cannot begin to comprehend.
Expressing my emotions,
Leads to being an "attention *****
I do not take the razor to my skin,
But I do start a war.
Holding everything in,
Leads to fake laughs and smiles,
Tears fall when I'm alone,
And the blood pours out for miles.
Sober, I'm depressed,
Drunk, I tell everyone,
High, I'm relaxed,
But all, I just want to be done.
In the end,
I always feel like ****
So as Darwin would say,
Clearly I'm unfit.
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