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I am a freak of nature,
people look at me with fear,
fear of the marks upon my body,
fear of the scars that you can't see.
But does cutting make m..
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All about me. It's both a poem and story
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Talking about how alone I am
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Nobody understands,
where I am coming from.
Nobody understands my pain,
from talking to other people.
Nobody understands,
how my mind works,
bec..
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Sorry if this offends anyone
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Broken into a million pieces,
broken intotiny little bits.
Fallen apart,
can't be put back together,
even if someone tries.
No beliefleft,
No ho..
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Scared of so much,
scared to eat.
Scared to look in the mirror,
and see the thruth.
The truth of me being fat.
Scared to gain any weight,
scared..
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Time to give up,
time to cut.
Cut deeply,
cut the vein.
Let itbleed,
bleed until I'm dizzy
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The loves is mine,
just as the pain is mine.
I fight the urge to run,
run from the love and pain
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Asking for something,
some so voice giving me help.
Anything at all,
but what do I get?
Nothing,
no answer,
no help,
no nothing.
As I beg,
b..
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