What are you doing?
How could you do that?
What were you thinking?
Dead eyes, blind gaze, blinking.
So. Many. Questions.
Lies upon lies as replies.
An endless web being spun in my head.
But everyone lies right?
You all think I'm crazy.
Get out of my life,
You're all nothing.
Lie!
Lie and say you're trying,
trying to help.
I know you'd rather die.
You're losing an uphill battle.
You'll never break me.
I'll never give in.
I can't be cured;
Because nothing is wrong with me.
You're the mental ones.
At least my lies are justified.
I'm content.
You. Are. Not.
I'll keep my conscience as my company, thanks.
For who would I phone?
Everyone is incapable of understanding.
No sir, I prefer to be alone.
Stop trying to relate before you start.
My heart is too cold and it's just useless.
You're useless.
Everything is useless.
Go, try and take me on the guilt trip.
I've been down that road before.
It's more boring than the person in the drivers seat;
Who's telling me of the greatest battles, fun facts, and feats.
Face hits the concrete.
Sorry, I think I fell asleep.
Your troubles do not concern me.
Why should I care about you?
I'm not you.
I wont sympathize, empathize, step behind your eyes;
To see your lies, your struggles
They're YOURS!
Not mine.
Stop crying, you're fine.
A few drops of blood wont **** ya.
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 3:00 PM UTC
What are you doing?
How could you do that?
What were you thinking?
Dead eyes, blind gaze, blinking.
So. Many. Questions.
Lies upon lies as replies.
An endless web being spun in my head.
But everyone lies right?
You all think I'm crazy.
Get out of my life,
You're all nothing.
Lie!
Lie and say you're trying,
trying to help.
I know you'd rather die.
You're losing an uphill battle.
You'll never break me.
I'll never give in.
I can't be cured;
Because nothing is wrong with me.
You're the mental ones.
At least my lies are justified.
I'm content.
You. Are. Not.
I'll keep my conscience as my company, thanks.
For who would I phone?
Everyone is incapable of understanding.
No sir, I prefer to be alone.
Stop trying to relate before you start.
My heart is too cold and it's just useless.
You're useless.
Everything is useless.
Go, try and take me on the guilt trip.
I've been down that road before.
It's more boring than the person in the drivers seat;
Who's telling me of the greatest battles, fun facts, and feats.
Face hits the concrete.
Sorry, I think I fell asleep.
Your troubles do not concern me.
Why should I care about you?
I'm not you.
I wont sympathize, empathize, step behind your eyes;
To see your lies, your struggles
They're YOURS!
Not mine.
Stop crying, you're fine.
A few drops of blood wont **** ya.
Had to write a poem for psyche class, meh.
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