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Here I go again,
walking through the crowded halls,
tortured by the constant bicker,
and the insults in my ear.
I'm sick of all the teasing,
and the constant mockery,
so I curl up in my corner,
and I try to hide my face,
as the tears begin to fall,
so I tell myself again,
'you know they're not your friends'
and so I can take no more,
this all will come to end,
I put on my red lipsitck
and my eye makeup so perfect,
so that when the drugs are done,
just before the very end,
I grab my razor blade,
and dig it so far in,
when finally my vision is blurred,
and I collapse upon the ground,
the words carved in my wrists read only...
am i pretty now?
- by - L u c i p h y r - |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/20/2009 |
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- Title: Am I Pretty Now?
- Artist: - L u c i p h y r -
- Description: I just felt like writing this...
- Date: 09/20/2009
- Tags: pretty
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Comments (3 Comments)
- TemperamentalGoddess - 09/24/2009
- This is sad. But it is true of how far bulling will push people.
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- oxford chocolate - 09/20/2009
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ok. im crying.
yes. you are pretty and this poem proves thou art pretty inside too. - Report As Spam
- nomikimiki - 09/20/2009
- oh thats deep i reallly like it remides me of something i did once
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