this has nothing to do with how I feel about my life or parents, because I love them dearly. It's just my darker side that is expressed through my emo, murderous poetry. Enjoy-ish

How can you expect me to succeed, when everything I do is wrong?

How can you want me to trust, when all I hear is lies?

How do I have a cheerful disposition when people always bring me down?

How can ‘I see the “deeper meaning” when I don’t even know why I’m alive?

How can I be expected to love, if I’ve never been shown what it means?

My life is a nightmare, and I’m lurking in the shadows,

waiting for some unsuspecting person, to put my curse upon.

I spend my life waiting for someone else to feel my pain.

All I do is wait for you, so you can die with me.

No one understands me, and they always bring me down.

They laugh and taunt, then go silent to hear my body hit the ground.

They want me to be happy, but, I want them to tell me please,

Would you be able to crack a smile, if your ever move was subject to ridicule and tease?

My friends are gone, my world has broken, and is in pieces around my feet,

This blood that stains provides a shelter just for me.

There was a time when I smiled, when life was not this hard,

A time when people loved and said that I’d go very far.

But now they say, “you’ve fallen girl, you’ve fallen out of grace,”

“You used to be our pride and joy, but now you’re our disgrace”

“Don’t blame me,” I cry outraged. “Only blame yourself.

I would have never fallen so far if you cared about my health

If you cared about my grades and life, I’d still be your perfect girl,

But instead you choose to ignore my dark and breaking world.

So what now, just up and walk away?

That’s not going to happen, you’re going to die with me someday.

Do not be surprised if your wrists are slashed in your sleep,

Because you’re right where you belong, there bleeding next to me.