If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be like this. I wouldn’t have this problem where I have to get myself help. I have to sit here in my fucking room and cry all the damn time wondering what the fuck I did wrong this time.
I walk through the same hall… everyday, I see the same people walk past me with their eyes intentionally pointed away from me… everyday, and I hear the same gossip being past along by the same mindless, incoherent, disgusting people… everyday. This day was different, incredibly different. When I took my same everyday walk… I… Continue reading Those five seconds
I see the way you look at me Like I’m some sort of freak I’m not sorry bout the way I am I’m not sorry that I’m different
He stepped into his house; a decrepid shack in the middle of the woods. The ceiling looked like it would cave in any day now, but he decided not to fix it.
Im nobody no one sees me and no one cares all they see is a rep
Blood is pure Blood is blood Blood is pain