| Found this on some website....
you stare at her,
thinking she doesn't see,
oh, but she does, and
she cries because she
knows you know she bleeds.
she knows you know some story,
she hears the rumors, too,
but what you'll never know is,
her story, the story behind the blue.
she sits up late and cries,
as her mom and daddy fight,
she reaches for her razorblade,
pushing and twisting 'til drenched in blood,
then passes out for the night.
she wakes up in the morning,
gets dressed and wears her smile,
then shows up at the place where
people like you judge, whisper as she
idely walks down the isle.
she sits in her seat in silence,
knowing what's on your mind,
and when she leans down to
pick up her pen,
it scares you, what you find.
you find on her arm,
the slashes on her wrist,
and then you meet her eye to eye,
and see them full of mist.
You meet her in the hallway,
again, you see those eyes,
you want to see if she's okay like
every other person with pity,
when you know she covers it with LIES.
She's not here tomorrow,
Then you hear a low voice talking,
You gasp and take a breath,
As they say, "suicide led to Angelina's death"
another one..
I saw you yesterday,
I think you saw me, too,
We talked and everything,
But I never really knew.
I said some things I didn't mean,
To cover up my fear,
Fear that thinking my love for you,
Was just wasted all last year.
You showed no signs of interest,
As if we'd never met,
And the few words you said,
Just made me all upset.
I saw your face today,
I saw it in the sky,
But it's not the same face,
Something wasn't right.
This was a blank face,
This face didn't care,
So I slowly turned away,
As my heart began to tear.
I thought of you today,
It kept me from my sleep,
I thought of how I'm hurting,
And how the cut was so deep.
When I think of you, I cry,
And I'm not quite sure what for,
Maybe it's self pity,
And I do it 'cause I'm bored.
It's hard when you look at her,
When I know what that look means,
It's time to let you go,
Because I know that's what I need.
I can't believe I put up with you,
And all the times you lied,
Here's me letting you go,
This is my final good-bye.
one more..
screaming,
what is it,
i cannot stand it!
the loud thrashes
of things against the wall
slicing,
not normal slicing,
it's the slicing of flesh,
the wrist,
the knife,
the blood,
the loud fall.
screeching,
or whimpers?
and the puddle,
blood,
it's everywhere,
sopping into the note.
suicidal,
read the note,
i'm finished,
with this life,
with being hated and unloved,
i wanted to end it slowly...
and painfully,
so i chose the wrist instead of throat,
crying,
her mothers tears,
they're fake,
she couldn't care less,
behind them,
she's glistening,
she doesn't have to deal w/ it anymore,
she forgot the next morning,
and had her burned to shit,
haunting,
exactly what she got,
her dreams,
they were filled,
with the nights her beautiful girl stayed up crying,
and slitting her to the last bit.
in the mirrors,
there was no escape,
she finally is feeling all the grief,
times 10, plus,
she realized why they'd fight
this wasn't suicide,
it was manslaughter,
she drove her baby insane,
made her go mad,
made her WISH her life away,
and she did it,
she took her daughter's life
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i love that face.. anywayss agaagagaggagagggaggaa don't ask its my new word thing.. sooo yea don't be gay comment chrissy lol she has a big ass now.. no joke.. but yea she hasn't done anything fun in the past like 2 months except be grounded lol its boring but its her life welll yea lin lin is tired for the first time in like 2820938509238290358 years.. so were gonna go to bed now...
wow yeaaa i def. love her a lott! shes my favorite person ever!! she is always there for me!!!