A pill for the pain,
Two for the lies.
Three for the smiles,
I have to hide behind.
Four for the times,
When you weren't there.
Five for the reason,
I no longer care.
Ten for the scars,
Twenty for the abuse.
Thirty more for my pitiful excuse.
Forty for my friends,
Fifty for my family.
A promise to them,
That I was never really happy.
Sixty for the thoughts,
Of ending my life.
Seventy just out of spite.
Eighty for being lost,
Ninety for you not seeing.
Ninety-eight for you,
And darling?
One hundred for me.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
A pill for the pain,
Two for the lies.
Three for the smiles,
I have to hide behind.
Four for the times,
When you weren't there.
Five for the reason,
I no longer care.
Ten for the scars,
Twenty for the abuse.
Thirty more for my pitiful excuse.
Forty for my friends,
Fifty for my family.
A promise to them,
That I was never really happy.
Sixty for the thoughts,
Of ending my life.
Seventy just out of spite.
Eighty for being lost,
Ninety for you not seeing.
Ninety-eight for you,
And darling?
One hundred for me.
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