[dont read just me blabbin words]
oh how i wish to sleep in a puddle
not just any puddle one made of blood
the blood that flows through my veins & arteries
the kind i spill with no remorse
i hide the marks,i deny the truth
why cant i be honest?i wish i knew
all i know is im dead to u
u say u want to be friends
but yet we never talk
how many friends do not talk?
i can't name one
i need u.....if not a gf.....
as a friend....
rather i like it or not.....i love u
my excuse for a poem:
you say ur heartless
ur just a liar
why dont u be honest with urself
& just shut up while ur ahead
u say everything u love is
gone but look around
ur not the only person
on this earth with feelings
so stop doing to others
as u had done to u
be a rebel.....
care
FUCKING COMPUTER!!!ok well i just had an entire diary entry here that i have to retype & i cant write down word for word what all i said so yeah heres a lump sum of it
debating on going back to church,but only on wednesdays,pis