Whats the point in living life
Everything I do I regret
The Cuts up the wrist
All these people judge me
They hate me because I am not like them
I don't wear their clothes so I am a outcast
The only way I feel I fit in is to slit
NO I can't get better
I can't stop not while I feel their hate
Their glares are all burns
These scars flash in pain
You ask why do I do this
I reply if I cause myself pain no one else can
I can't feel betrayal
I can't have people hurt me for who I am
No girl can hurt me
I am invincible my only weakness is me
I know in the end I'll still bleed
until on day I just don't wake up
When I breath my final breath
I hope everyone who has put me here
Will feel my pain
I hope I unleash it on the world
My sickness will become their guilt
Author notes
Whats the point anymore. I have nothing to life for and everything I do I regret. I hate it and want it to end I can't stand school everyone hurts me. I am abused and I can't stand it. Girls treat me like shit and guys all try and kick my ass
A contest entry
- enter or die (jkjk jus another contest) by EmmaDilemma93.
415 points, ended November 30, 2007, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
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and had my friend help me
but it's a great poem
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