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Let me reintinerate the past events:
YOu are not dead.
You did not die, even though you tried pretty hard.
You called for help because you did not want to die.
You realized this after laying there, glad to be dying, for a few hours.
You changed your state of mind, somewhere between living and dying.
You called for help.
You went to the hospital.
You did not die.
You wish you had.
You are glad you didn't.
You have something to look forward to in life
You don't care because it doesn't matter
You want to die.
You are actually almost feeling better, right now.
You are scared of how you know you won't in a while.
You are going to try to stay positive.
You are going to run away to the city.
You are going to love it there.
YOu are going to die there/
You are giong to fuck up there.
You are going to fuck up anyway.
You wonder if you even WANT to be happy.
You know you do.
You are so paranoid you think everyone is lying to you.
You're not sure if you're even telling yourself the truth.
You're probably going crazy.
YOu seem to enjoy this emotional pain.
You seem to not.
You know you don't.
You know that when you're happy, (this rarely happens)
You wonder why.
You know when you're sad,
You wonder why you are
You just want to die.
You're not going to die.
You're going insane
Your thought are coming to fast
You can't process them now.
You need to help other people
You need to help yourself
You need to save the world
You need to save yourself
You ask to much of yourself
You expect so little from yourself
You beleive you have no potential
You believe you are right.
You see no use for anything
You want nothing for youself
You want everything for youself
You are always believing that nothing is good enough.
You are a selfish, stupid little girl.
You're wiser then everyone in this stupid world.
You're not.
You're nothing.
You're one person
You're insignificant
You matter to the people around you
YOu don't matter to them at all because
You're nothing but amusement to them
You believe only 2 people in the world car eif you die.
You're as fucked up as the only person you can talk you
You're only here because of her
You can't trust your friends
You want to so bad
You're getting better
You're getting worse
You need help
You need medication
You need a quick solution
You need to get so fucked up you can't stand
You need to kill your body slowly
You need to fuck up your mind
You need to not care anymore
YOu need a line
You need a drink
You need to try everything that will hurt you.
You need to get your shit togehter
You need to not hate yourself
You need to fix this
You need to die
YOu need to live
You are bored of life
You need to be amused
You need to get better
You will get better
You just have to be patient.
You.. guess.
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Posted by Dianerrs on 2008-04-23 21:40:04 | Rating: | Views: 32
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