But I know each day is a blessing, so why don't I feel it?
They say: appearances are deceiving.
I was once a happy-go-lucky child, loving anime (Sailor Moon) and books (Sweet Valley High & Fear Street),
but ppl know how to put me down, not build me up.
Traitors all of them are.
I don't trust them. Who needs trust when everyone is Public Enemy #1?
I hate ppl and vice versa.
Each day my soul is dying.
My heart is breaking.
I am damaged goods all around.
No happy pill can cure me of this death spell.
Madness abounds my heart, broken inside, dancing wretchedness.
Heartbreak Hotel.
Day in and day out --
life is a merry-go-round
never ending, never ceasing
This ceaseless, endless pain
Let's end this pain--
once and for all time sake!
Life's cruel
Let's not be cruel back to it
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