The pain is so strong that I can't bare
It's clear God isn't answering my prayer
Another pitiful attempt to clear my head
My tears stain the silky material of my bed
I could never bring myself to suicide (though I've though of it before). The thing stopping me is the idea of everything I have to live for. Thank goodness.
I smile and laugh wildly, having fun with my friends.
They don't know what huge lie I have to pretend.
To my friends, I'm the funny girl who's so full of life.
They don't know how many times I'd held a bloody knife.
They say "be happy." Do you really think I want to be happy? I do, but the cruel people in the world hate me. I try and try and try. But I always just let go. All my friends are so happy...
Smartest, hottest, most popular girl
She flashes a smile that would make your vision swirl
Silky brown hair down to her waist
Everyone she meets, she will embrace...
This is an amazing story... I haven't exactly been abused in this way, but in the way I was, I can still remember the trauma sometimes. And the sorrow, thinking that everyone I ever met would...