tonight
The words hurt me bad
More than your actions ever do
But what do you want me to say
Other than 'I have feelings too!'
You may think I'm abnormal
Just because I'm different to you
But take a look around
They're all different too
So why are you hurting me
Do you think it's cool
Does it make you popular
Don't you think it's cruel
So go ahead, laugh at me
See what you can acheive
Does it make you feel good
To give me all this grief
You amy call me a weirdo
Or even an Emo whore
Do you want me to like you or hate you
Which one do you want more?
You may call me ugly
My ugliness I cannot hide
You may have a gorgeous face
But who's ugly on the inside
You cannot see my natural charm
I have a pretty smile
But I never get a chance to show you this
Because you are so vile
So tonight'll be my last
As you can hide behind your wealth
But I know I'll be hardly missed
Tonight I killed myself.
by
AshleyDawnposted on 07/19/2008
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