rosiekitty405
The funny and sarcastic
Yes I know it is in my Sig but I just made this on how I feel sometimes... Enjoy *i hope... Only part is in my Sig...
You never feel perfect.
You always feel wrong.
You feel like dying
Because you don't Belong.
Life started happy but went downhill.
It seems this point will only stand still.
Your crying every night just to try and feel better,
But you finally can't take it so you grab the letter.
You had it prepared in case this time came,
But now you know you won't be the same.
You turn the lights down and let it begin
While the voices in your head spin over again.
It comes in contacts and moves in a way.
The way to not be seen for the next day.
You see black spots run down your arm,
But it seems to not cause not enough harm.
You can't get it to go just the right position
But you didn't want to do this but its to late now
Your already in motion.
It goes down and hits the right line.
You never thought it was going to be the time.
All that you heard was your pain in agony as the drops go down
And you fall. It's all over now...
This is the red for all the blood shed
This is the orange for all the words said
This is yellow for all the pain given
This is the green for the times I've been driven
This is the Blue for all the cried tears
This is the purple for all of the bruises by near
This is black for the lights turned out
And all of the screams till I can't shout...
Yes I know its about someone not being Abe to handle life anymore but
Whatever. Hope you like it. Might be something I can at least do.
You never feel perfect.
You always feel wrong.
You feel like dying
Because you don't Belong.
Life started happy but went downhill.
It seems this point will only stand still.
Your crying every night just to try and feel better,
But you finally can't take it so you grab the letter.
You had it prepared in case this time came,
But now you know you won't be the same.
You turn the lights down and let it begin
While the voices in your head spin over again.
It comes in contacts and moves in a way.
The way to not be seen for the next day.
You see black spots run down your arm,
But it seems to not cause not enough harm.
You can't get it to go just the right position
But you didn't want to do this but its to late now
Your already in motion.
It goes down and hits the right line.
You never thought it was going to be the time.
All that you heard was your pain in agony as the drops go down
And you fall. It's all over now...
This is the red for all the blood shed
This is the orange for all the words said
This is yellow for all the pain given
This is the green for the times I've been driven
This is the Blue for all the cried tears
This is the purple for all of the bruises by near
This is black for the lights turned out
And all of the screams till I can't shout...
Yes I know its about someone not being Abe to handle life anymore but
Whatever. Hope you like it. Might be something I can at least do.
