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hi gay poem but not rweally a poem but yea shut up trghmtrh
why is it that when ever i feel something i hold it back. if i let it out im a p***y if i dont im a manican. if i cry its awkward and if i dont its still awkward. im bottling up everything and its gotta tip over and spill sometime. but i wont let it. my life isnt even morally bad. its not mediocre or fair. its just fine im not complaing about my life like everyone one else in this world does trying to get people to feel bad for them.they cut them selves not because there life is bad and they have problems but because they dont, because they wanna feel like everyone else so they can get attention too. they lie to them selves telling them that there life is horrible and they run away when really they just make that way by thinking it and wanting it. cutting just proves to themselves that there life is horrible. its like a rat race trying to make there lives worse than the next person . "well i cut" "o ya i get beat by my dad and im belemic" have u ever heard some one say " i am anorexic" and then the other person say "im not infact my life i wonderful i love it and my parents love me" you probly havnt. wouldnt u rather compete in how good ur life is then how bad it CAN be.
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