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Days Of Grey
written by anotefromacutter09:56 PM 4/20/05I hate it all, wish I would die.
A simple poem about how I feel inside.
Of all these times Ive tried to hide.
You make it all seem like I actually tried.
Without my bliss, I dont feel high.
Ive tried and tried and tried to die.
I feel like a brand new kite.
Instead of falling, Im forced to fly.
No more falling, Im up in the sky.
And what do you mean, what happened to me?
Is it ok if I dont live gloriously?
Is it fine if Im trying to be Me?
Is it wrong if Im being what I want to be?
Is it ok if I cut my wrist just to bleed?
Is it wrong if I dont seem lively?
Whats wrong with not singing christmas carols on christmas eve?
Whats wrong with getting wasted on new years eve?
And why the fuck do you treat me the way you treat me?
Am I that blind that I cant even see?
Whats wrong with saying Fuck You to everyone I meet?
Whats wrong with being pissed off at everybody? |
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