“My hearts breakin’ into millions of little pieces
My eyes are tired from cryin’
My arms are covered in scars
My eyeliner is smeared down my face from all my tears
I kept fightin’, hopin’ one day I might wake up
My life has become a nightmare, one I can’t live anymore
I’m through hidin’ behind my mask
I’m through lyin’
I try so hard to be perfect,
All I ever wanted was to please yuu; make yuu proud
But no matter what I do, I’m never good enough for yuu
Yuu see the girl who sat there with a razor to her wrist
Her fingers in her throat; a drink in her hand.
Yuu see the girl who would do anything to make yuu love her.
I refused to eat; I gave up my happiness for you.
Yuur supposed to love me, I’m your daughter.
I still see the man who choked her infront of me,
Yelled at me, calling me ugly, fat & Stupid.
To yuu I was a slut becuz yuu didn’t approve of the man who held me
When yuu wouldn’t dare!
Now here I am, cryin’ out for yuu
But yuu turn your shoulder, why should yuu care?
Yuu don’t love me, yuu never did.”
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