The only thing I have left that keeps me going
Is that nobody could be me more than I could
So now I wait
For the day
When that is no longer true
Because everything else is gone
Why would this one stay?

I believe
That in times of extreme stress, be it physical, emotional, or mental
The mind retreats
And unconsciously moves through life
Because the conscious mind is no longer capable of doing so
I am at that point on two counts.

You
You're my friend
I love you
But I hate you too.
You want me
to stay alive
When all I want
is to die
You ask me
to stick around
When I just need
To say goodbye

And I know
that later
I'll be happy you told me to remain here
But for now
I hate you.

I go on
Life goes on
But what would happen
If I didn't?
Would the world mourn
or laugh?
Would the world cry
or smile?

Or would the world
Be indifferent?
After all
I'm one in 7 billion
The world's not going to be affected
By one person gone.
Yet I stay here.

I look into your eyes
And I want to cry
Because what I see
Is pure and good
Not tainted with evils
but with an unfortunate past
One that I want to help you forget
With better memories
Of you and me :)

I can't get the muscles in my face to work that way...weird.

Would you stop!?
Can't you see what you're doing to me? Are you THAT blind?
Can't you hear my silent screams of agony?
...but would you stop it, though, if you knew what you were causing?
Or, if you pushed me over the edge, would you dance on my grave, cackling madly?

I just don't know when it comes to you
You think I'm a game
My mind the board
My emotions the pieces
STOP PLAYING WITH THEM!
Perhaps you forgot
That these "pieces" are made of glass
...but again, would you change anything
If you knew what you were doing?