why is it?
Why is it
That i feel most alone
Surrounded by people?
Why is it
I feel most unwanted
When people say they love me?
Why is it
I want to cut most
When people say they enjoy
The emptiness of my arms?
Why is it
I want to die most
When she says im needed alive?
Why is it
My life is so backwards
I see hate where others see love?
Why is it
I hate myself most
When they say im amazing?
Why is it
I cant even fuckin kill myself
When i have the blades right here?
Why is it
I say im scared of dying
When really im scared of livin?
This poem is about:
Me