1 Aug 2007

I could kill me, because of you

This world that I’ve grown to hate
So many lies that cause me pain
How much more do I take
I can’t even dream of a perfect place
Everyone’s a bastard
Throughout the human race
People I’ve known, loved and cared for
Only see what they want to see
It’s what’s under this face they ignore
If I peeled away my skin and made you look
You’d see a thousand knife wounds
And no heart for that’s what he took

So forgive me if I get up set
Or if I’m cold or distant
Sometimes I just wish he I’d never met

He made me feel this pain inside
Raped, murdered, shot and stabbed
These wounds I have to hide
He made me cut myself made me bleed
Don’t give a shit though about nothing else
For he’s the only one I need



I run to my room and close the door
I’ll die if I cut to deep
I know this so I cut just a little more
There no more pain for I am dead
But don’t blame him it’s not his fault
Don’t cry because I was fucked in the head
Got ya, not really like I could
Couldn’t bring myself to do it
Come on laugh, I never would
But understand what you have read
And take in its how I feel
This pounding in my heart and head

All this because I loved that boy
But he never cared, he just
Fucked me like I was his little toy
To him I was an object, a game
A whore he never paid
For that ill never be the same
There were more bad times than good
I know he never did give a fuck
For upon my heart he stood
Trampled it hard into the ground
Deeper into a dark cold hole
Where never again to be found

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