Sandy

What Am I Supposed To Do?

Copyright, Sandy

What are you supposed to do
When you don’t have the guts
to make deep enought cuts.
What are you supposed to do
when you have all thses feelings bottled up inside
and the best thing that comes to mind
is cutting up your wrist or even your thighs
uncountable tears i have cried
what are you supposed to do
when you world is surrounded by lies
sometimes you feel like you just wanna die
what are you supposed to do
when you start carring razors in your purse
you feel like you’ve been struck
whith this shitty ass curse
what are you supposed to do
when your dads a drunk
and ur moms a wino too
your brothers a pot head and also drinks a lot
and your 19 year old sister left you hear to fucking rot
you were in the 5th grade
and she left you her 3 month old son to raise
what are you supposed to do
when you think you might be anorexic
and your best friend thinks so too
what are you supposed to do
when you find out the guy you loved stole from you
what are you supposed to do
when you suck at writing
and your drawings look like shit
the thing your best at is sliting up your wrist
what are you supposed to do
when you feel like your drowning
i’ve gotten low before
but never as low as this
and i have a feeling that
this isn’t the end of it…

I Hate This Life

Copyright, Sandy

I hate this life
I can’t live like this anymore
I might as well take this knife
n fix this porblem right at the core
I feal empty on the inside
thers nothing left to live for
all i have ever heard was lies
my own family doesn’t even care anymore
all i want is that one guy back
if i could have that nothing
eles would seem this bad
he ment more to me then my heart and soul
he was my one and only
i rined whatever chance i had and
never thought things would get this bad
i can’t take all this yelling
i cant take all this fighting
i want to be normal
i can’t live like this anymore

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