What He Said, by Little Miss Meeks
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“You are wasting your life”
Fuck you
What he said
Can’t be true
He made me mad
After a very long drought
My eyes well up
He’ll pay for that shout
You are wasting your fucking precious life
Well that is rich
What about his fucking drinking
I could kill that son of a bitch
But I didn’t say that
I just left the room
I closed my door
I fell into my gloom
Are you okay
She tried to intervene
Are you on drugs
Is all I heard over my scream
She had never seen me that bad
I had never felt like that before
Just one sentence is all it took
To hurt me, make me sore
Was I kidding myself
When I hacked at my skin
I took up that blade
And committed my sin
The heat that I felt
Escaped from the cut
I can't feel it anymore
I'm lifted out of my rut
I just self inflicted
That is defiantly new for me
It feels good at the moment
But just wait and see
I keep doing it now
When I see red
I stand at the mirror
And carefully shred
Will this become a habit
My worst of all
This is the one
That could make me fall
This is what I have resorted to
Take my blood by the cup
I can’t believe this is me
I am now so fucked up
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Posted: 2008-02-28 05:58:25 UTC |
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