Eyes full of hatred,
So cold and uncaring-
Reflecting your soul.
You hide behind your facade,
Pretending not to be,
Some scared little girl...
But thats all you are-
Scared and timid...
Upset with yourself
Because you've tried to pretend
You don't need any friends.
In the process,
You drove them all away...
And now you're all alone...
To live with your spiteful self...
One question-
You've as good as killed them to you-
So how long will it be until you kill yourself?
How long until you die,
And Mommy's little angel goes away?
Will you ever tell her you're twisted?
Or will you let her find out when she finds you-
Sprawled out,
Gunshot to the head?
---August 18th 2003
So cold and uncaring-
Reflecting your soul.
You hide behind your facade,
Pretending not to be,
Some scared little girl...
But thats all you are-
Scared and timid...
Upset with yourself
Because you've tried to pretend
You don't need any friends.
In the process,
You drove them all away...
And now you're all alone...
To live with your spiteful self...
One question-
You've as good as killed them to you-
So how long will it be until you kill yourself?
How long until you die,
And Mommy's little angel goes away?
Will you ever tell her you're twisted?
Or will you let her find out when she finds you-
Sprawled out,
Gunshot to the head?
---August 18th 2003