“It really doesnt matter what I say. Being displeased with the world and myself, Being ignored when screaming for help. I love you, and need you, But you just turned, thinking Id be ok, But you knew all along it would burn. Screaming into pillows, Until my throats on fire, I know Im not someone thats desired. So think this everynight, Well I cry myself to sleep, Knowing the next day, It will all happen again.”
