=X you make me sick

You make me sick.
When you say that your the world.
They way you walk around and purse your lips.
Act like your the shit.
You make me itch away inside.
You make me want to die.
I feel the scars upon my wrists start to fall inside the hearth.
Now thats left of me?
Left of me for you to break.
Left of me for you to take.
Gaining back my tears and the heartsake of death.
Tell me how you are better.
Show me how you can lead.
I want to see this.
Please entertain us.
Triggers to their heads.
Knives against their necks.
Blades upon their wrists.
Show me that your dead.
Dearly i will save you after my last heartbeat.
Tell me that im lonely.
Complete me.
Abreveaite me.

Wel what do you think?