Why does my life not matter
I put all my energy to other people
And get repaid by being ignored when I need love
I hate being lied too
I hate lying
I hate life
And that’s what happens when you’re a fuck up
And it’s not right what I’m doing
But I can’t stop
When I’m hurt I’m hurt
And when I’m hurt I hurt people
Never intentionally
I don’t want to hurt anyone else
Maybe I should just hurt my self and no one else would get hurt
Yeah they would for alittle but they will get over it
I’m nothing but the black sheep in the family
My whole life I was compared with other people
I was always told I’ll never do anything
Maybe there right
Maybe their wrong
I don’t know
As simple as one bullet one jump one kick of a chair one slice..and it’s over
It’s the easiest thing to do...yet I can’t
I hate hurting people and I hate being hurt
But I keep doing both
Maybe I’ll be free
Free from this hell
Free from the stress
I knew it wasn’t a mistake
Why did I call people
Why did they have to answer
I wish I just fucking did it
I should just do it
Why do I think that everything i do is art
It’s shit
Like my life
Thinking it’s great
It’s not
I hate it
I should just quit
I don’t know what I should do anymore
My brain isn’t my brain anymore
It’s not me in my head and I don’t know why I love it so much
I love how low I feel because when I feel normal i feel great
But never say it gets better
It doesn’t
It never will
I’m telling you
Please listen to me