They say your a nuisance,
And you'll always be that stupid little kid.
They call you all those awful names,
Making you want to not feel anything;
Your wanting to be hollow forever.
Your heart is hollow but at the same time its heavy with dark thoughts and desires.
Your all alone,
Your mind a racing with those words of venomous hate,
Making you feel dead inside.
They insult you,
With those words like;
"Disgrace".
They keep repeating all those nasty things,
Making your mind a bit hazy with foggy thoughts of bitterness.
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
They say your a nuisance,
And you'll always be that stupid little kid.
They call you all those awful names,
Making you want to not feel anything;
Your wanting to be hollow forever.
Your heart is hollow but at the same time its heavy with dark thoughts and desires.
Your all alone,
Your mind a racing with those words of venomous hate,
Making you feel dead inside.
They insult you,
With those words like;
"Disgrace".
They keep repeating all those nasty things,
Making your mind a bit hazy with foggy thoughts of bitterness.
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