the poison
by ilovehoratio on December 10, 2007I have no idea whats happened,
It was all going so well,
I was happy
Almost in love
And not failing at school
It was so good,
having the time of my life
not working at school,
flirting, going out
until mum came home,
apparently she is angry about kieran, and he texted me last night, saying something about how he was sorry if he was weird, and that he loved me anyway,
it all went downhill from there
we were going to watch some ma movie at school, so I had to get a note and she was all angry and saying stuff about how why can’t we watch pg and that people want us to grow up too fast.
I find it hilarious because she knows nothing about her daughter,
That she gets depressed all the time
That she hates herself
That she flirts so she can just be held
That she cant control her emotions so she breaksdown and cuts herself……….
She is such a fucking hypocrite,
Shes only 38 and she acts like shes 50
She never goes out, has gotten fat and is a grumpy cunt all the time
You know the other day we went to a concert at fowlers and it was the first time shes been to a club, I mean
what the fuck???
And I thought I was sheltered??
She says I don’t need to know about drugs or sex or booze,
Why not?? I know about it already
I need to forget
I have to forget
I must forget
I will forget
I cant cope with this anymore
I need to feel the pain, the blood
I need to cry, to let it out
But it never happens,
Its all bottled up and
One day it will explode and I I will die from it
I cant wait till I can drive
I will go into a tree on my 16th birthday,
Shut my eyes
Pray to die
And drive
Hopefully it works…..
My friends have no idea, they think im happy
The ones who know that im not don’t really care
They just want a screw,
Its shit
My life
Im privileged in the normal ways
A home a school a car food on the table
But it seems people always forget about the emotions…
People feel,
Even if I come across as an ‘ice queen’ (thanks stalker)
I feel,
Feel to much
Feel it too the core,
I cant help it if im so passionate
If I cant portray my emotions
I think I should get help,
HOW???
Without people finding out??
It wont work
Ill just keep on cutting and one day itll be too deep and in the wrong place,
Screw the consequences,
Whats the point anyway???
I hate myself so much,
My stupid whinyness and depression,
How I care so much about what people think
The fact I fall in love so easily
My weight, that ive put do much on
My mind that’s so fucked
My boring life
It’s a sickness I swear,
I feel sick to the stomach
Im made of lead
A fake stupid weight
Living a stupid pointless life
I just want to get smashed, to forget forever
To not have to wake up and see myself
To live my life
To be me
Couldn’t I be someone else????
I wish but that’s not going to happen
Ha
I hate this stupid fucking life,
my stupid fucking self,
stupid fucking everything
I wish I was dead
There is no energy,
No point
This shit life should be over
I will be dead…
It would be so easy
A bit of random shit and a deeper slice
I will do it I swear…………………………………
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