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by prappy
Rated: ASR · Article · Other · #561993
personal & emotional poem. feelings of depression & confusion slurged in frustration
Everything falls down
Nothing falls up
I’ve been stepped on all over
My life really sucks
Sometimes I wish I could drown myself
In all the tears I’ve cried
Sometimes I wish I were someone else
And believe me I’ve tried
I’ve been cut with a knife
I’ve been stabbed in the heart
I’ve been shoved to the ground
While my whole world falls apart
I’m no one else but me
But I don’t know who I am
I play roles for everyone
But i refuse to eat spam
I feel that people hurt me
Just for the glory of my pain
It makes me wanna run outside
And become invisible in the rain
Sometimes I wish I weren’t here
But way over there
Sometimes I wish I could die 1000 deaths
Just so I could be spared
I wanna run away from everything
From the whole world
I wanna be something else
Instead of this blind girl
Everything falls down
Nothing falls up
I want the whole world in between us
'Cause i’ve run out of luck
I’ve ran form my life
I’ve ran from myself
I don’t wanna live what I have
Don’t wanna experience what I’ve felt
I wanna scream
I wanna hide
Don’t wanna see anything
Don’t wanna hear the lies
When will this end
When will this be done?
All I have left to do
Is close my eyes and run
When will this end
When will this be over?
I wanna be as far away as possible
From all these cold shoulders
Id rather live in the forest
All alone with no light
Than cry myself to sleep
Every single cold night
What the hell is wrong with me?
What have I done?
Send me away
From what my life has become
I hate these eyes
I hate this face
I hate this life
It’s such a waste
I'd rather shiver
I’d rather not breathe
Than stay right here
I wanna leave
I wanna not be
I wanna fall
I wanna close my eyes forever
I’d rather crawl
I wanna tip over
I don’t wanna live
There’s nothing left
I've gave all I have to give
I just wanna be happy
I'm tired of being used
If this is how my life is gonna be
Can I refuse?
I don’t know myself
No one knows me
This is so screwed up
Who am I to be?
I feel so empty
I feel so closed
The sky isn’t white
My flowers aren’t rose
I just gotta be optimistic
Just gotta want what I got
Bring it on
Its already been brought


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