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I'm screaming!
Do you hear me?
I SAID I'M SCREAMING!
I'm screaming for a reason.
So listen up
I'm tired of being patient.
I'm tired.
Sick
and
Tired
I was that one that was polite.
I was that one that was quiet.
I was that one sitting in the corner hoping to be notice as I strived for improvement.
No more.
Why?
BECAUSE I'M SICK AND TIRED OF WAITING
So I'm going to scream. Shout. Whatever I have to do to be noticed.
If I stick with fate I'll just have a dull and boring life.
No more
I SAID NO MORE
SO LISTEN THE FUCK UP.
AND LOOK AT ME!
I'M TIRED OF BEING INVISIBLE
So I'm going to scream.
Maybe you can do me a favor and notice before my voice gives out.
Oh and Destiny.
Fuck you.
Do you hear me?
I SAID I'M SCREAMING!
I'm screaming for a reason.
So listen up
I'm tired of being patient.
I'm tired.
Sick
and
Tired
I was that one that was polite.
I was that one that was quiet.
I was that one sitting in the corner hoping to be notice as I strived for improvement.
No more.
Why?
BECAUSE I'M SICK AND TIRED OF WAITING
So I'm going to scream. Shout. Whatever I have to do to be noticed.
If I stick with fate I'll just have a dull and boring life.
No more
I SAID NO MORE
SO LISTEN THE FUCK UP.
AND LOOK AT ME!
I'M TIRED OF BEING INVISIBLE
So I'm going to scream.
Maybe you can do me a favor and notice before my voice gives out.
Oh and Destiny.
Fuck you.
Literature
Hate.
I hate myself.
I mean someone has to.
I look in the mirror and all I see,
Is someone ugly.
No matter how hard I try,
And no matter what I say or do,
I mess everything up.
Nothing goes right,
Everything goes wrong.
I can't do anything right.
I want to please everyone,
If I can't be happy then
I should at least make others happy.
I mess everything up.
I can't make anyone happy.
I hate myself.
So do me a favor,
And hate me too.
Because if you hate me,
Then I don't have to hate myself.
Literature
Suicidal
Blood flows from our wrists,
Making our hands turn into fists.
We only feel the pain and sorrow,
Have we given up hope for a better tomorrow?
The rope is hanging from the ceiling,
Helping us end that miserable feeling.
The pills are scattered across the floor,
Maybe we need to swallow just one more?
Others might refuse to see the cruelty of life,
While others try to end it by the knife.
Trying to get out of this cruel dream,
Sometimes all we can do is scream.
There are others like you out there,
You might not yet know where.
But they try to overcome it,
That's something not all will admit.
Every one of us needs a helping hand,
Literature
How did you get those scars?
And I asked her,
"Do you remember
why I counted tiles-
sat in silence for hours,
wishing on the black holes
in my pockets?"
Stuttering against quiet delusions,
She bit a vintage tongue.
"Because,
I tried to bury myself alive that night,
just to engrave the taste of rose thorn monsters
between the cracks of my glass skin."
Licking dry lips,
She asked to taste them.
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Should I say more?
Maybe I should get a megaphone.
You should hear me better then.
Maybe I should get a megaphone.
You should hear me better then.
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i found this a little disappointing, you'd expect there to be something at the end after all the "look at me" but it ended up being "look at me for the sake of looking at me"