I’ve tried. I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve tried.
What is it about me?
It’s just who I am.
Why can’t you take me?
I’m not that different.
I’m individual.
Unique.
I’m myself,
Just like everyone should be.
But no matter how I try,
My tears
Never dry.
I used to wet my bed
But now every night
I wet my pillow
Instead.
I can’t perform
The impossible task
But why should I,
When u never even tried?
“Because I have to”
I keep telling myself
But no.
I wont stand for it anymore
If you don’t like who I am
Than that’s your own problem.
Cause I’m done trying.
I’ve tried my best.
And was it good enough?
No.
No.
No.
Just not good enough.
You want to change me,
Break me
Or leave me in the dust
Do what you please;
I’ll be on your conscience.
Can you live with that?
Or are you just another
Black hearted
Murderer
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5 comments:
Damn, I come on the computer for the first time in a bit and find this...sorry, I've not been on. Miss you blogging =(
Ooh, and if you ever want to talk just send an email...we misfits must stick together *___*
How do you make it say "__ people want to murder me" ?
Hi! U R lucky, dad won't let me have a blog...it's not fair! How U doing lately anyway?
Hey!
There is great truth in that post.
Especially the parts that say you are who you are.
As long as you believe that.
Accept yourself and try to turn your face to the sun.
Best wishes in the establishment of your important self.
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