For a second in pure bliss, Till I look at the scars I've caused and I
wish I didn't like this.
It has been taken.
This I have forsaken, And sadly, I don't care.
In life I was cursed...Hated...Confused and Unaware.
I've learned very little in this life.
What I've learned I wish I didn't know.
I must always have my guard up high and my self esteem down low.
I've learned to trust no one and not let my emotions show.
So scared of me they seem...Of these little cuts in my skin.
No one seems to realize that real beauty lies within.
No matter how hard I try, I just screw things up again....Rambling on,
switching topics...Can't seem to think straight.
I've tried so hard to save myself, but it's too little, too late.
I'm tired, sick, and consumed by hate...Should have known all along
that this would be my fate.
 
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