I would love it if you would make it to where I wasn't so cold. I woukd apperciate it if I didn't have all this pain inside. I would love you forever if you made me so happy I could die. I would love it if people weren't so mean to me and treated me as an equal. Help me and others to get along. Don't be so mean against me.
Will you show me the love I so desperatly am serching for? Will you allow me to breathe insted of bleed? Will you erase the scars,red,blue,and black from my flesh? Will you heal me? And most of all, will you be by my side?
It's easier to run,than to face all this pain. Just as Linkin Park once sang.
Just as the wind rolls by,will you make it that easy to make my troubles go away? Are my good feelings now coming from my stressed confusion? I'm lost. I've lost. I'm cold. I'm stressed. I'm hungry for the truth. Will you tell me the truth;why I am the way I am? Why I am the one that suffers the most in my world?
Just tell me. You have won all you wanted to,now it's time for the truth.
What have I become? Thinking all the time about "could it be worse?",and I shall always answer "Yes". Sometimes I like to sit and think about the hope I used to have. I have lost. I am lost.
I don't want this...but it was how I was made to be. I can't blame anybody but myself,because I'm the one who chooses my personalites but not my realities.
I feel like I am like what they say I am,because "I am whatever you say I am". So,I suppose I am a Stupid,Slow,Retarded,Emo Psychopath. The only part I don't belive is that I am a psychopath.
But I'm on the edge of my sanity.
I like to put myself into deep thought,to not look at daylight for days on ends;the occasional week or so. I lose myself in thought. My thoughts I cannot explain,for I cannot process them correctly thus I never remember them correctly. All I can say is that some are quite dark,while the rest is almost nothing. My thoughts are never the same. I never have exact same thoughts. They are always slightly different.
I think I will stop here,you need no more heartbreak and nor do I. I have tears in my eyes and it hurts me to put this all down,for all eyes to see. That's okay,because I can believe that it is read and maybe somebody had the slightest bit of feelings reading it.
"Giving up does not always mean you are weak, sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go." -Quote from Unknown