i'm falling down, i'm tripping
on blades and suicide that
i can('t) commit (by my
self); life is just a huge
overbearing burden and
i can't deal with this anymore
wondering when i'll be
enough in her eyes, when
i'll hurt myself enough
to matter to him, when i'll
fall down hard enough to
finally cry out and
live again--wondering when
i'll finally just fucking
die

a/n: I think she knows that
I still watch her,
I still want her.