Depression
Amelia X Willis
02 Apr, 2013 07:05 PMLife, I never understood it Watching my little sister having a fit Who could be so mean? Probably someone who thinks they're tall, cool and lean When really, they're worse than the devil Bigger and badder on a whole different level And I hate the life I live Who'd pick this for anyone is such a dive And I hate living this way Waiting for that very, very special day The day I die I wanna strangle myself with my own school tie But maybe wanting to die is a bit to drastic Going from high to low, my emotions are elastic Maybe i could just run away Run all the way down to West Bay Maybe if you see past my fake smile Just see life how I see it for a while And if you just took the time Maybe you'd see that I'm not fine Maybe you'd see all the cuts on my wrist I'd explain how I did them, but it'd be such a long list Razor, knife and sharpener blade My cuts will go, but the scars will never fade And I feel so depressed If I told you why you might be a little bit impressed It makes you feel so big When you're drinking alcohol or smoking a cig I've been through so much more I remember being in my room, sitting, crying on the floor Oh yeah, and that was only yesterday Wishing I could live my life a different way Everywhere I go I just try to fit in But I'm fighting a losing battle that I', never gonna win But I don't understand why no-body likes me But then I look in the mirror and it's plain to see Then I understand all the insults And realize it was me that made all the faults I remember everything I did wrong And that's why I wrote this song But maybe it's time for me to stop Time to just forget all my problems and let it all drop It's time for it all to come to an end I'm not just talking about this song, my life isn't on the mend So people want to take a knife And strike it through their heart But that won't make a difference My life's already fallen apart But maybe I feel a bit worse than shit What am I talking about, a whole lot not just a little bit Suicide, I don't know how, but I'll find a way to commit it And it all comes down to my little sister having a fit INNIT!
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Post a Comment25 Mar, 2014 04:38 PM
I feel your pain...but that's not the answer...your better than that...but writing is the best way to get it out...keep writing your songs and poetry... your very good...so lift up your head...your good at it...smile... ????