so fuck off
I'm at the point there is no reason depressed again given up all being To do about it what? I know nothing Why are you staring at me like that? sometimes I'm different Stop making fun of who I'm fighting to be Myself I am making me All around words unconveinient to my life Inside i am screaming Outside expressionless not even a word which should be written here No smile No tears And nobody to help me anywhere I just want real friends at this point is why i long for a man's comfort his hands upon my waist It is a gift to be loved and it isn't your choice to love I curse them with emptiness no understanding all lies it's my choice to change and I'm happy you pretend to care but the radiation sent from brain to brain you really don't so fuck off. Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 07:04 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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