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If I cut myself for attention, If I said I starved myself too, If I etched perfect into my arms, Jealous of a girl I knew, I wouldn't fall out with everyone I thought I knew, I wouldn't get an...
I wish days away, I have nothing to say. Loneliness is all I feel, On my battered knees I kneel. I am not so strong as I used to be, What has happened to the lovely, happy me.
She cuts and bleeds, but feels no pain. He smokes some weed with nothing to gain. He cries every night, but no one hears. She wants to run and hide from all her fears.
I'm sorry I can't have a 4.0 Or have almost-perfect grades Sorry I don't volunteer on very many days I'm sorry I don't have tons of friends Or pretty hair or eyes I'm sorry I don't tell the truth I'm...
She used to destroy those little packages before they were even opened. Shed dig through her mother's purse, And throw them out with a curse I guess one day she got curious.
She is losing it She wants to find some way to let out the anger she has bottled up Her feelings are ready to implode What can she do.
Okay, so I might be in love with my Bestfriend. Only a little bit. I mean he is the only person whose stuck around in my life enough to notice when things aren't right.
You don't know. You think you know. You want to want to know. But you won't know. The feeling that I have. When I see myself. In the mirror, on the wall. My stretch marks all over me.
'What use is it. What use is anything?' Your hands tremble as the freshly drawn blood dribbles along the skin of your hand to drip softly onto the stained carpet below you. 'No, nothing's wrong.
*Language advisory* She’s spiralling out of control, singing Emo bullshit songs in her mind. She watches almost disconnected as her life falls down about her ears.
"Dad I'm home. (Pause) What are you talking about. I told you I had drama rehearsal after school today. (Pause) You know… you could at least try to hide your disapproval.
Dear mother, You think my life is all fun and games. Well let me tell you something, it's the exact opposite.
Here's the day I hoped would never come I'm so fed up, I want to scream I just want to run Run far away And never look back Just start anew Getting on the right track My soul is crushed I feel so...
Highschool will be better It always is Middle school is the only one that sucks Somehow, that's hard for me to believe It all turns out okay No worries You'll be perfectly fine Somehow, that's hard...
I examined myself in the mirror. I looked at my Strawberry Blonde curls that fell halfway down my back. It had natural blonde highlights in it. My hair was frizzy, as always.
You see the cheery teenager who's troubles disappear when your with her. You see the quiet girl who really makes an effort in school because there's no point in making one at home.
I swallow in the confusion. Like I have a choice. They don't get my style. They don't get my hair. They think I can't do it. They just look at me, a disgusted look on there faces.
I couldn't hear or see anything. It was just blackness. I felt like I was suffocating. The darkness was reaching out for me. Wrapping its arms around me. Killing me, slowly. I woke up screaming.
Chapter 6 It was soon midnight. An hour left till then. I drove really carefully. The whole way. When we got to town it was dark and no one was out.
She was sitting there, she doesn't Speak to any one. She just sitting there and looked around on all the happy people around her.
I smiled at my small circle of friends as we hung out in the courtyard during finals. My beautiful, perfect, wonderful friends. Paul was the only one that knew about the other side of me.
~ My version of @georgie17xx 's amazong story. Please feel free to write your own version too. I will definetly read. ~ "Mom, I'm home." she calls. There it is again.
The brighter the light, The darker the shadow.
I think you should read my story. The story of how I feel. I thinj you should read my story. This is my ordeal. Today I felt that emptiness. That lonliness within. No reason to be here.