Something must be wrong with me
with all this hurt inside,
always bursting with anger,
and never any pride.
Something must be wrong with me
if all I do is cry,
I can't stop this pain
all I want to do is die.
Something must be wrong with me
if my emotions run wild,
all this confusion does
is make me feel like a lost child.
Something must be wrong with me
with all these terrible things,
always there and never gone
depression is what it brings.
Something must be wrong with me
if I can't stop these thoughts,
all this pain does
is turn my stomach in knots.
Something is truly wrong with me
when I think there's only one way out,
"Let this pain end,"
is all my heart will shout.
- amanda
do you think?
do you think it hurts much to die? its hurting so much more to stay alive...
every teardrop tells a story
i cant make it on my own
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this was a goos pome, and i wanted to post it on here! tell me what you think about it! :)
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