My emotions are too much to bare
I'm blinded and cant image the ones who care
It starts with a cut and drags to the side
I debate whether to tell anyone I have too much pride
I have soo may friends but feel soo alone
How ever I find comfort when I'm on my phone
putting on a front so no one can see the sad and unhappy lonely me
Flash backs of my past haunt me at night
It's like its happing again and I don't like the sight
having a battle in my mind and I'm loosing the war
My tears stream down my face as I lay on the floor
I'm a fun person I brighten the day
But when it comes to my satisfaction it doesn't work my way
Guys walk in and out my life
I solve my problems and get pleasure with a knife
I shed blood then wipe it away
The crazy part is the problem will stay
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
My emotions are too much to bare
I'm blinded and cant image the ones who care
It starts with a cut and drags to the side
I debate whether to tell anyone I have too much pride
I have soo may friends but feel soo alone
How ever I find comfort when I'm on my phone
putting on a front so no one can see the sad and unhappy lonely me
Flash backs of my past haunt me at night
It's like its happing again and I don't like the sight
having a battle in my mind and I'm loosing the war
My tears stream down my face as I lay on the floor
I'm a fun person I brighten the day
But when it comes to my satisfaction it doesn't work my way
Guys walk in and out my life
I solve my problems and get pleasure with a knife
I shed blood then wipe it away
The crazy part is the problem will stay
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