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Copyright, Kathryn
I feel like crying
I feel like dying
I need to talk
But to who
No one wants to listen to me
I’m an attention-seeker
Everything I say is for attention
Right?
People thing I don’t know this
Like I son’t know I’m annoying
I hate being an attention-seeker
I’m a hypocondriac
I don’t like being one though
I hate feeling all the aches and pains that arn’t real
But they feel real
I try not to complain
But it’s so hard
Even if I son’t complain
I still find ways of getting attention
By making people feel sorry for me
I hate this
I know I’m a bad person
But I hate being one
Yet I can’t change
I don’t know why
I just can’t
I can’t stop the thoughts and plans
Plans for getting attention
Attention can be good
But not my kind of attention
My kind is negitive
I love negitive attention
But I hate making people give it to me
I hate being myself
I don’t know what to do any more
I need to talk
But no one want’s to listen to me because I have no real problem
I just pretend I do
I HATE THIS
I HATE LIFE
I MUST KILL MYSELF
Or at least cut
And bleed my troubles out
Right now
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Copyright Kathryn
Blood is good
It keeps us alive
How I wish I wasn’t alive
How I wish my blood would disapear
Evaporate out of my veins
I can’t seen to do that
So I’m stuck with cutting
Oh sweet cutting
My way away
Away from life
Away from every little thing that could hurt
Hurt is such a bad feeling
Yet in some ways it is the best feeling I’ve ever felt
Cutting hurts
But so do people
PEOPLE suck
LIFE sucksv
I want to go away
Away from everything
I need to CUT!
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Copyright Kathryn
I need to cut
I don’t know why
It’s this fucked(screwed) up addiction of mine
Sure I can control it
Tell myself not to
But that doesn’t stop the need for pain
I wish it would all go away
All disapear out of my sight
So I wouldn’t have to fight
This burning desire in my veins
To bleed it all away
To watch as all my troubles melt away
In a big crimson tear
Falling from my body
Into a puddle that is too large for any river
To watch it blend and fade like my whole life seems to be
Oh the burning secret
Burning a hole right through me
Like a burning knife pierced into me
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