My Partial Life

My Partial Life; (undetailed; of my life)
Topic Started: Apr 26 2008, 01:34 AM (20 Views)
xoSammyRoxxo	Apr 26 2008, 01:34 AM Post #1
Favourite phrase: Sexi beast Posts: 23 Group: Admins Member #2 Joined: Apr 21, 2008 Gender Female Mood Thoughtful What Browser are you using? Other	My Partial Life When I was little, my parents fought a lot It influenced me and it caused my heart to rot I used to think it was okay to be myself, now I do not I was being someone I was not; a fraud Finally, I had enough courage to seek for help and asked my mom No matter how many times my friends and mom tell me to be myself The common, typical advice was no help The motivation was always temporary And I found myself mentally unheathy I always cared about what people thought of me 'Cause the mightly ones critisize and make fun of me I'm not even granted a trustworthy friend Not a one who hasn't hurt me over and, again and again Things were so much easier back then I want to go back exactly where I used to be; the time and when Where I didn't feel the need to keep guarded and defend The perfect time would even be way before I was ten Back, when I was ten, I regret to ever offend Anyone who didn't deserve the hurt I had lent All my life I have always been so alone As a child, I hadn't realized but I was alone at home Leaning on a playground pole Watching others having fun and overhearing them say what they talked about on the phone Now that I'm grown I am more aware Everything is crystal clear Oh, how I wish for a normal life I dwelled one time I pulled, from my night drawer, a pack of knives Each was in every size I knew it wasn't right I tried to hang on tight during the depressing ride Almost every night I fall fast asleep after I cried I cried my endangered, living eyes out more than the sky When the sky pours, and the cloud rains, you know it cried itself until it confined Oh, how I wish my life was a lie I once considered suicide and thought no one cared if I hit my demise Of course I was wrong So instead of being permantely gone I write songs But once again, the help only lasts for a while Then the thought of me not caring only made me feel in denial And I'm back to suicidal



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