I’m stick behind lead walls
Oh please please get me out of here
I know it I do
That I am going down again
I feel forgotten inside my own head,
I’m leaving my own self behind,
A letter to myself:
Dear myself:
Forget what everyone tells you about life, because they are all wrong, you feel like shit, you feel forgotten, you feel lost. You are. So move on, don’t trust, don’t breath a single work to others. Close up shop and forget the world exists. Go back to living in your room afraid of the world, go back to hostility and forget the kind words. They never ask about you, they never know how you feel. They say they can read though you, but can they? Can they? When you lol down aim or when you laugh down the phone, can they see that really you are putting it on to keep them happy. As long as they are happy you can get buy knowing this is hurting no one but you. Hurt yourself like usual, before anyone else can. Make your heart cold before anyone else can and most of all remember, all that glitters is not gold. You are not gold. He said to me on Tuesday; “I love the way your eyes glitter in light” As I smiled and just said “thank you” you are not golden. You are not silver. You are not bronze. Copper out, copper in. Your insides are copper. You are the most cold hearted person I have ever met, lost the ability to relate to others, lost the ability to convey emotions. I love the way the world likes to throw stones at me and weights for me to shatter. I hate to tell you kid, your gonna die. Not I wish I could go back before I met them, and take one too many, take several too many, fuck it take a bottle to many and pass out on the floor. I never did this to hurt them. You are nothing, listen as I tell you what I really think of you. I hate you. You are ugly. You are fat. You are stupid. You can not write. You can not play. You can’t even make friends. They will leave you, not like me, not like the pills on the bedside table that you keep secret from your friends, that you keep quiet from yourself. You can not admit properly you have a problem. You are nothing. Deal with it and fade away from the world. It will be the only good thing you ever do. When the world kicks you down, stay down. Don’t go for help, don’t ask for a hand, don’t hold on to anything. Just let go and drown. It’s the only way out.
See you on the other side sunshine
xo
Oh please please get me out of here
I know it I do
That I am going down again
I feel forgotten inside my own head,
I’m leaving my own self behind,
A letter to myself:
Dear myself:
Forget what everyone tells you about life, because they are all wrong, you feel like shit, you feel forgotten, you feel lost. You are. So move on, don’t trust, don’t breath a single work to others. Close up shop and forget the world exists. Go back to living in your room afraid of the world, go back to hostility and forget the kind words. They never ask about you, they never know how you feel. They say they can read though you, but can they? Can they? When you lol down aim or when you laugh down the phone, can they see that really you are putting it on to keep them happy. As long as they are happy you can get buy knowing this is hurting no one but you. Hurt yourself like usual, before anyone else can. Make your heart cold before anyone else can and most of all remember, all that glitters is not gold. You are not gold. He said to me on Tuesday; “I love the way your eyes glitter in light” As I smiled and just said “thank you” you are not golden. You are not silver. You are not bronze. Copper out, copper in. Your insides are copper. You are the most cold hearted person I have ever met, lost the ability to relate to others, lost the ability to convey emotions. I love the way the world likes to throw stones at me and weights for me to shatter. I hate to tell you kid, your gonna die. Not I wish I could go back before I met them, and take one too many, take several too many, fuck it take a bottle to many and pass out on the floor. I never did this to hurt them. You are nothing, listen as I tell you what I really think of you. I hate you. You are ugly. You are fat. You are stupid. You can not write. You can not play. You can’t even make friends. They will leave you, not like me, not like the pills on the bedside table that you keep secret from your friends, that you keep quiet from yourself. You can not admit properly you have a problem. You are nothing. Deal with it and fade away from the world. It will be the only good thing you ever do. When the world kicks you down, stay down. Don’t go for help, don’t ask for a hand, don’t hold on to anything. Just let go and drown. It’s the only way out.
See you on the other side sunshine
xo
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