There's nothing left
In this shattered shell
To give to anyone
Why do you want it?
There's no one here
In this vacant head
To think of anyone
Why do you care?
There's not a soul
In this piece of shit
To believe in God
What does it matter?
So why are you still here?
Is it enough to slit this skin
To watch the blood poor out
To hurt myself to murder you
To make you cry and make you pout
There's not a tear
In this empty heart
To let these eyes cry
Why do they cry?
Author notes
"You sound like you. You know it as well as I do. Try harder not to sound like you. Because you know I don't want you to."
"To make you cry, to make you shout
Shout at me like everyone else
Break my psyche with your screeching pouts
*I don't _deserve_ to hurt myself*"
"I suppose you're trying to be emo, right?"
"No, I'm trying not to be me."
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