If I act the way I do...& they don't like it, leave me...you have the option, a choice, a chance to let go of me.....
So let go!!!!! I hate everytime this starts!!!!
Sometimes I wish I'm totally alone...away from here...from everyone!!!
Death becomes her...!!!
Death becomes me....!!!
Now I look myself in the mirror & I feel I became someone I hate!!!
Feel it's more pain & misery...!! Hurt more!!! Because I care more!
If I had money in the world, I would run away frm here...
And start my life...
Poem I wrote myself for my birthday
2 years ago