Hope You're Proud.

You blame me,
Why is it always me?
Torn and broken,
Mind fucked by my own self.

The drugs,
They're messing with me.
Can't you see,
I'm torn between the little pills and you.

Don't Leave me,
Not again.
God Please don't,
I'm praying for someone.
Anyone higher than me,
That you're safe.

I hurt you,
I get that.
My blood will be shed,
The day I decide to go.

Job gone,
Money gone.
Now I'm on the streets,
Don't you get it?

I'm nothing,
Just a failure.
You shouldn't look up to me,
I'm nothing.

My eyeliner is running,
Isn't it girly?
My frail body has gone limp,
Lying in the bathtub full of my own crimson blood.

I hope you're proud,
My mother wouldn't even spit on my grave.
I have given up,
Limp as road kill.

I hope you're proud.