F-ck I Don’t know

People call me emo…people call me goth…I am not either…I am myself....
My life is f*cked,
I hate it so,
I cut my arms and my wrists and wear long sleeves,
No-one knows how I feel,
F*ck I can't even describe what it is going on inside of me,
I always wish to be dead,
I really wish I was,
I have no-one to talk to no-one to trust,
F*ck the doctors and the counselors,
My friends are fake,
I’m drifting away,
Life has no meaning any more,
All around me is darkness,
The smiles and laughs are fake,
I have no where to feel safe,
I live ALONE.....

By not tellin
Published: 5/8/2008

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