My Life
The pauses are the thoughts I don’t dare say
Wrinkled clothes tell you it was a long night
Fake Smiles show I’m trying to be strong
Tears are signs that I’m getting closer to rock bottom
Failing grades reveal that I’ve stopped trying
My attitude screams that I’ve had enough
Blank looks tell you just how much I don’t care
Shattered glass resembles my broken promises
Loud music is just one of my ways to escape
My pathetic lies push everyone away
Pity always brings them back
Detentions give me an excuse to not go home
My constant chatter keeps me from thinking
Torn pictures are from angry fights
Shredded letters filled with my dark thoughts.
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 9:34 PM UTC
My Life
The pauses are the thoughts I don’t dare say
Wrinkled clothes tell you it was a long night
Fake Smiles show I’m trying to be strong
Tears are signs that I’m getting closer to rock bottom
Failing grades reveal that I’ve stopped trying
My attitude screams that I’ve had enough
Blank looks tell you just how much I don’t care
Shattered glass resembles my broken promises
Loud music is just one of my ways to escape
My pathetic lies push everyone away
Pity always brings them back
Detentions give me an excuse to not go home
My constant chatter keeps me from thinking
Torn pictures are from angry fights
Shredded letters filled with my dark thoughts.
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