i am a person of survival but growing up that was not rlly my title a dead
soul who was screaming for reveval
a young girl who became sucidal i
felt the hits and kick of society probly the reason i suffer from anxiety i was never in the form of
profection so i beacame the best exsample of
neglection the call me names from fat bitch to white trash to other shit i wont say its that bad they call me up
and would always need back up call me a slut and say my family was
jacked up death threats every time i logged in always on some other shit
dam here we go again i was already alone now im looking for a friend got
no friends so here i am wish it would end and it didnt i never did it was
always something felt good they would remind me i was nothing
everytime i was done they cpuldnt help themsleves but kick me and
tear me a fucking part and took all
the fight i had left in me i had enough i was so fucking done i
couldnt face all the drama so i decided to run but
u cant run forever eventually u will get tierd so i juat staired at the rope
wishing my life would expire i mean fuck it if i am really nothing then no one will stop me from taking that
rope and jumping so i took it tied around ny little throught and
proceeded to jump when my mom bust in the door i didnt know what to
do i disnt know what to say i saw the tears in her eyes i felt the pain go
away how could i be so selfish how coupd i think that im nothing when
the perspn who gave me life obviosly thought i was something now i pray
pray for the ppl who never saw the light pray for the people who still cry at night and those ppl think of my
words like protection think of them as the light when you fight
deppresion cause i know whats like i veen there before and for every colsed room im here to open a door
open a door
soul who was screaming for reveval
a young girl who became sucidal i
felt the hits and kick of society probly the reason i suffer from anxiety i was never in the form of
profection so i beacame the best exsample of
neglection the call me names from fat bitch to white trash to other shit i wont say its that bad they call me up
and would always need back up call me a slut and say my family was
jacked up death threats every time i logged in always on some other shit
dam here we go again i was already alone now im looking for a friend got
no friends so here i am wish it would end and it didnt i never did it was
always something felt good they would remind me i was nothing
everytime i was done they cpuldnt help themsleves but kick me and
tear me a fucking part and took all
the fight i had left in me i had enough i was so fucking done i
couldnt face all the drama so i decided to run but
u cant run forever eventually u will get tierd so i juat staired at the rope
wishing my life would expire i mean fuck it if i am really nothing then no one will stop me from taking that
rope and jumping so i took it tied around ny little throught and
proceeded to jump when my mom bust in the door i didnt know what to
do i disnt know what to say i saw the tears in her eyes i felt the pain go
away how could i be so selfish how coupd i think that im nothing when
the perspn who gave me life obviosly thought i was something now i pray
pray for the ppl who never saw the light pray for the people who still cry at night and those ppl think of my
words like protection think of them as the light when you fight
deppresion cause i know whats like i veen there before and for every colsed room im here to open a door
open a door