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what's the point of getting mad or sad over words. they're just words. yet people still cry and lie over them.....i don't understand y one day they'll give u their hand. the next they're bitches lying in the sand. im not gonna fret or bet on it. i dont care what u say. i'll laugh and play all day, while u call me gay. wow!!!! I DONT GIVE 2 FUCKS WHAT U SAY. the sooner u realize it the sooner u can quit. save ur breathe. dont say shit. cuz i wront bet or fret over it. ur ignorant and tryphlen if u think other wise. cuz i'll live my life. positive all the time. negative not even in my rhyme. SO SHUT UP, SHUT OUT, GIVE UP, OR GIVE OUT. i dont care that u stare at my clothes. i dont care that u dare 2 show. me how u r. and how far. ur willing 2 go 2 break me. i will never break u see. i already broke me. when u weren't here. i prepared 4 this dear. i tried 2 kill myself with a knife i found on the shelf. i'm dead inside and ur words won't make me come alive. I AM ME AND NOBODY ELSE. I'LL BE ME AND MYSELF.
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