Twistember
April 17th, 2012, 04:29 PM
I try and try.
I really, honestly do.
But then you push me down.
And tell me all I need is you.
But what am I to do?
You make me bleed,
And I fucking love to bleed.
Why do I have to fuck everything up? I mess everything up. I'm dumb and stupid. I don't deserve even half the things I have. Sometimes I don't even think I deserve to be alive. I fucking let everyone down. People end up fucking mad at me when I try to be nice. I'm not good at being nice to people, because none of them ever take the time to be nice to me. I'm just dumb, stupid, quiet, fuck up girl. I never get any peace of mind. There is always something going on in there. My thoughts will not stop. Sometimes it is even hard to sleep. I fucking mess everything up, I really do. I mess fucking practice up. I let my coach down. I'm supposed to be a "leader" next year, too bad I fucked that up today. I'm just a burden to these people. They would be better off and have less problems if I was gone. There are some strong pain killers in the bathroom. There are 2 razor blades in my closet. I could end it right now if I wanted to. I was so mad and sad today after school, I sat on the floor in my room and held my breath. But of course, since I'm a fucking fuck up, I fucked that up too. Right now, dead would feel better than anything.
I really, honestly do.
But then you push me down.
And tell me all I need is you.
But what am I to do?
You make me bleed,
And I fucking love to bleed.
Why do I have to fuck everything up? I mess everything up. I'm dumb and stupid. I don't deserve even half the things I have. Sometimes I don't even think I deserve to be alive. I fucking let everyone down. People end up fucking mad at me when I try to be nice. I'm not good at being nice to people, because none of them ever take the time to be nice to me. I'm just dumb, stupid, quiet, fuck up girl. I never get any peace of mind. There is always something going on in there. My thoughts will not stop. Sometimes it is even hard to sleep. I fucking mess everything up, I really do. I mess fucking practice up. I let my coach down. I'm supposed to be a "leader" next year, too bad I fucked that up today. I'm just a burden to these people. They would be better off and have less problems if I was gone. There are some strong pain killers in the bathroom. There are 2 razor blades in my closet. I could end it right now if I wanted to. I was so mad and sad today after school, I sat on the floor in my room and held my breath. But of course, since I'm a fucking fuck up, I fucked that up too. Right now, dead would feel better than anything.