I am dying on the inside. Screaming, crying.
See me? Crying, I'm never accepted. I hate myself.
Just love yourself.
Although I could hate myself.
I'm a freak aren't I?
I hate myself.
Kill me...just kill me...I shall never accept myself...I shall never smile...Call me a freak..call me a montser...
"Kill yourself" is what he said...
I wish I could...But I still try to succeed...I still try to join the people. But nothing happens..
Maybe it is true?
Should I kill myself?
Its probably for the best
THE best
I have been so alone.
I lie on the floor and groan.
For my thoughts just flew away like a drone
I was nothing to everyone but a pile of bones.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
A Painful Life
PoesiaPain, Joy, Love, Happiness, Chance, Fear, Regret and misfortune. What is wrong with me. I go through this almost everyday. Mostly pain and Fear. I'm scared of losing my friends, my only family! Why?.. Because people see me differently. Forgive me i...
