Right now,
I hate myself.
I hate everything about me.
I hate that I'm not beautiful,
I hate that I don't feel special,
I hate that I hate myself,
I hate everything about me.
I feel like I have,
This ball of depression,
Pushing down on the top of my lungs,
And my spine.
I don't know what to do,
It makes me feel sick.
And all I want to do,
Is vomit up my emotions.
And I have these notions,
That life isn't worth living,
When you're not living life,
But what is worth living life for?
I feel as if I have this fog,
Covering my brain,
And blinding my eyes,
And I hate it.
I hate feeling like no one cares,
I hate feeling like
Would you miss me if I died
Would you kiss me if I cried
Would you hold me tight
Would you squeeze my hand
As my last breath left me
Would you miss me in the night
Cause im not there by your side
Would you cry on my grave
Would you leave flowers in summer
Crosses in winter
Would you cry when someone speaks my name
Would you put my picture in a frame
Would you miss me if I died
Could you wait to be by my side?
Hey ya'll! Thanks for looking here. I am no artist, I only do absract and mine is bad. I am a writer though. I am a musian, I play the violin, kind'a the piano, and I sing. I am a big internet nerd. I am on youtube: bickly777 me and my partner! I am a huge music nerd about all types of music.
Favourite genre of music: Screamo, Hard Rock, Alteriteve Favourite photographer: Well, I don't have you Favourite style of art: Any art will do, everything is another way to express your self Operating System: Mac!!! MP3 player of choice: ??? Dose this really matter??? Shell of choice: Shell? I'm traped! No way to escape! AH Wallpaper of choice: Wallpaper Favourite cartoon character: Can I chose? Personal Quote: "I would die for anyone, if only anyone would die for me."