Who would care.....
If I took upon myself,
a dangerous, deadly blade,
and used it to butcher.
No, not an animal,
unless if the animal was me.
If I used a knife,
but only to see the the insides of my own throat,
which can only be done by cutting it so,
slicing myself in half,
For, I have been told to have a SPLIT personality.
Would it not make sense to do so,
if I am to be living,
why make it a lie?
If I am to be living two different lives,
Why not make it easier upon myself and make two of me's?
Why can't I?
Because from what I know.........
Who would care?
If I decided to kill the ones who vexed me,
Yes, those who don't care about ME ,would care.
They would care if I hurt but only a single, meaningless soul.
But not if I were to cause pain and misery upon my own body.
For if I recall............
Who would care?
Why do I say so?
Because no one cares,
about me..............
-BY MEE!!!!!
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My thoughts and dreams................
PoetryThese are just some random poems................Hope you like them.<3 :)
