im sitting here
with a pen in my hand
and no noise anywhere near
i have cuts on my arm
there is toothpaste on my face
my hair is wet
through my head thoughts race
i feel like im in jail
with all these damned rules
all i want to do is disappear
i am so depressed right now
i just wanna die
maybe i should hide from everything
i wish i could just cry
but i cant... i have tried
the tears refuse to come
but that doesnt mean the blood cant
i sit here... sucking my thumb
wanting to cry
wanting to disappear
wanting to die
wanting to hide from all this...
all this...
wanting
 
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