I’m so angry
But I’m not sure quite why
I can’t erase the blood or the tears
They will always be there,
To remind me of the ruined years
I don’t understand,
How this came to be my life.
I can’t ever get back that year,
That I ruined so bad
It haunts me forever
And I’m so scared
So scared because I have all this hate for myself
Why did I have to screw everything up?!
Why can’t I just end it here and now?
COWARD
What’s the point of life?
We live
We die
Nothing matters

 
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