beag_amhain
June 3rd, 2011, 05:45 PM
i found this poem on the internet and thought id post it here as it describes exactly how i feel...
My way of coping
"It's not for attention" I shout at you
"Well what then?" comes the reply.
I don't need to hear this
Can't take anymore
You don't understand,
Yet you don't want to try.
Too scared that my problems are serious
And maybe you're not blame-free,
Well blaming it on my other friends
Is certainly not helping me.
You mean more to me then you'll ever know,
Yet I hate you more and more each day.
I need you to be here for me,
Even if you don't know what to say.
Can't accept that maybe I'm a little messed up?
Well I think it's about time you tried.
I need my friends to help me through this,
"Just help me", I'm crying inside.
No one understands that,
Except my razor, my trusty friend.
As the blood trickles out I can breathe again,
And my life begins to mend.
I'm not sure what I'm doing,
Or how far it is going to go.
But this is my way of coping,
It stops me from feeling low.
My way of coping
"It's not for attention" I shout at you
"Well what then?" comes the reply.
I don't need to hear this
Can't take anymore
You don't understand,
Yet you don't want to try.
Too scared that my problems are serious
And maybe you're not blame-free,
Well blaming it on my other friends
Is certainly not helping me.
You mean more to me then you'll ever know,
Yet I hate you more and more each day.
I need you to be here for me,
Even if you don't know what to say.
Can't accept that maybe I'm a little messed up?
Well I think it's about time you tried.
I need my friends to help me through this,
"Just help me", I'm crying inside.
No one understands that,
Except my razor, my trusty friend.
As the blood trickles out I can breathe again,
And my life begins to mend.
I'm not sure what I'm doing,
Or how far it is going to go.
But this is my way of coping,
It stops me from feeling low.