Everyday my heart breaks more.
The pieces are soon to be shattered.
It’s painful yes.
Do I tell anyone, no.
I’m better off dead.
I’m not anything special.
Just a lost person.
That won’t be finding their way around life.
Pain is getting too much.
I don’t know how to release it anymore.
Don’t know how to cope.
I don’t feel anything but pain.
Pain and heartbreak.
So heartbroken.
That no one truly loves me.
Family hates me.
Hates my style.
Hates my music.
Hates it.
Friends.
Don’t know the true me.
If they did they’d hate me too.
All I ever asked for was to be loved.
I guess not.
Am I better off dead?
Yeah.
I am.
3 comments
We should make a song together. I’ll bring my guitar and you can go all Grace Slick up in this biartch. You seem like someone who’d have one of those…ooh one of them outstanding voices. Don’t compare it to those plebs you hear on the radio – the best voices are discovered where no one would be looking. It would also help put your words and previous posts into a concise, abridged, greatest hits collection.
Nice to see you again, LetItGo. For now, stay “worser off alive”. If only for a little while. 🙂
Please, Stay. Even if it is worser being alive. Please. We need you
I agree with Shep, your words turn despair into something beautiful.