I always feel like I'll never amount
To anything that's already been out.
I'm not tall, nor am I pretty
I'm amazed by how I gain so much pity.
Emotions suck and parents don't help
Being told your an accident doesn't make up
For anything that's happened to me.
Sometimes I just want to be let free.
My friends are all liars
They're always so fake
I don't see how I couldn't of avoided this mistake
My relationships fail all the time
I'm amazed I'm not broken and even still alive
I'm held together only by my being
Sanity and sanctum are only a dream.
Don't tell me I'm emo
Or criminally insane
I'm whatever I make me
So don't play the name game.
I write what I feel and it's not always pretty
So quit reading now if you don't like what you see.
I'll never cut myself or do drugs all the time
Try living with me and you'll see why I'm trying
To get out and live life the way I'm suppose to
Not stuck at home on the computer.
This site is all fine and fun and games
But learn to grow up
Or go with no brain.
Inside my head I sort out all things
From truth to lies and scary scenes
I file them away for later use
So maybe I might actually write a book.