Every time when I awake
I feel it lingering, turns realism fake
What is the point when I’m so full of hate
Only myself does this love negate
I try to do what I can
But when gazing in the mirror it’s an image I can’t stand
Telling myself I’ll never be a man
A *** a leech destroyed his own plans
What is this image in the reflection
I want to **** ****** and maim anything it hopes for redemption
A creature that deserves nothing more
But a needle, deadly injection from a filthy *****
Wanting to die, breathing no more
At night I lay and weep
One thing in my mind the awareness keeps
I don’t want to wake up
After I fall asleep
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
Every time when I awake
I feel it lingering, turns realism fake
What is the point when I’m so full of hate
Only myself does this love negate
I try to do what I can
But when gazing in the mirror it’s an image I can’t stand
Telling myself I’ll never be a man
A *** a leech destroyed his own plans
What is this image in the reflection
I want to **** ****** and maim anything it hopes for redemption
A creature that deserves nothing more
But a needle, deadly injection from a filthy *****
Wanting to die, breathing no more
At night I lay and weep
One thing in my mind the awareness keeps
I don’t want to wake up
After I fall asleep
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