the wonders of my life (and in case yew dont know..thats sarcasm!)
as crimson blurs my vision
me mind begins to race..
how could this happen?
what did i do wrong?
i scream out "why?" to no one in particular..
because i know no one is listening anyways..
the crimson deepens until everything goes black..
to some that'd be torture..
to me, its relief..
because i can no longer see their mocking faces..
but i can still hear..
and their words cut me deeper than any scowl or pointed finger can..
why am i so hated?
why cant i be loved like the rest?
i scream out "why?" to no one in particular..
because i know no one cares about me any ways..
a ringing begins to form in my ears now..
to some this would be a nusiance..
to me, its relief..
because its distorting the voices of the others..
but i can still make some of their words..
"FREAK!" "STUPID!"
"UGLY!"
"NO ONE LOVES YEW!"
unfortunately..those words hurt the worst of all..
finally the ringing turns to silence..
though i can no longer hear them speaking
their words remain, imprinted, in my mind..
cutting me deeper than any razor blade ever can..
each breath is getting harder and harder to take..
i try to scream out "why?" to no one in particular..
because i know no one loves me anyways..
but the words cant escape my lips..
my last breath leaves my lungs..
to some this would be horrifying..
to me, its relief..
because my suffering is over..
i cant help but smile as my breath no longer comes..
because now i will never again see the cruel faces or hear the nasty words of others who never took the time to really know me..
but as im laying here dying..an image flashes in my mind..
of the only one really cares..of the only one who took the time to get to know the REAL me..of the one who acctually loves me for who i truley am..
i never got to say goodbye..
i never got to say "i love yew" one last time..
and as soon as i think of him, i feel arms wrap around me
and i hear "dont leave me yet..."
i look up and see my savior...
and my once dying features are soon alight with great feeling..
this is the closest to happiness ive been in so long..
with my arms around his neck, and my face buried in his chest
i am finaly alive again..
my breath has returned to my lungs..
a smile has appeared on my face..
and to the one person who matters in my pathetic life,
i repeat over and over again
"i love yew..."
me mind begins to race..
how could this happen?
what did i do wrong?
i scream out "why?" to no one in particular..
because i know no one is listening anyways..
the crimson deepens until everything goes black..
to some that'd be torture..
to me, its relief..
because i can no longer see their mocking faces..
but i can still hear..
and their words cut me deeper than any scowl or pointed finger can..
why am i so hated?
why cant i be loved like the rest?
i scream out "why?" to no one in particular..
because i know no one cares about me any ways..
a ringing begins to form in my ears now..
to some this would be a nusiance..
to me, its relief..
because its distorting the voices of the others..
but i can still make some of their words..
"FREAK!" "STUPID!"
"UGLY!"
"NO ONE LOVES YEW!"
unfortunately..those words hurt the worst of all..
finally the ringing turns to silence..
though i can no longer hear them speaking
their words remain, imprinted, in my mind..
cutting me deeper than any razor blade ever can..
each breath is getting harder and harder to take..
i try to scream out "why?" to no one in particular..
because i know no one loves me anyways..
but the words cant escape my lips..
my last breath leaves my lungs..
to some this would be horrifying..
to me, its relief..
because my suffering is over..
i cant help but smile as my breath no longer comes..
because now i will never again see the cruel faces or hear the nasty words of others who never took the time to really know me..
but as im laying here dying..an image flashes in my mind..
of the only one really cares..of the only one who took the time to get to know the REAL me..of the one who acctually loves me for who i truley am..
i never got to say goodbye..
i never got to say "i love yew" one last time..
and as soon as i think of him, i feel arms wrap around me
and i hear "dont leave me yet..."
i look up and see my savior...
and my once dying features are soon alight with great feeling..
this is the closest to happiness ive been in so long..
with my arms around his neck, and my face buried in his chest
i am finaly alive again..
my breath has returned to my lungs..
a smile has appeared on my face..
and to the one person who matters in my pathetic life,
i repeat over and over again
"i love yew..."