I have tried so hard to get
You to notice me.
All I wanted was for you
To know that I existed.
I guess I am just a
Person in the corner.
And now I am just
tired of being seen
That I am not like everyone else.
I sit in my room,
In the corner where I belong,
Wondering what I can do to
Rid this pain.
Every thought I think of you
Just gets me even more furious with
You and myself for not being
Perfect.
Looking for my blade,
I realize that it is too
Obvious if I do that.
Drowning...
...No.
Gliding into my kitchen,
like a phenomena in the black abyss,
'Open the medicine cabinet', My mind tells me.
'Grab the Lortab and Codeine,
Head for your bedroom and lock the door.'
I dry swallow the pills and lay down
For a nice....long...sleep.
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