These arent the kinda poems where people are gonna find answers to their problems. These are my questions.
my blood is red
my emotions are blue
even though you left me
I will forever love you
my mom hates me
and everybody else too
but even with all that
I can't seem to forget about you
This one just hit me like a fucking brick ugh oh my god I wish this wasn't true
wow sounds like my first suicide attempt, and I thought life was bad then.
I can defiantly relate to this. But isn't getting lost almost a good thing sometimes?
trying to get me to be positive is like tuning a guitar by ripping out the strings like learning to walk while being chased by a bear or learning to sing with the teachers fist down my throat I'm a sick person in a healthy body
@rocker-chick we're not good enough no one is they just want you to feel worse than you feel that's what I believe