I think and think … and I sleep and then I think even more,
My mind is never, ever asleep.
I think about the next day, the next year, even 10 years down the road.
I think about the pimple on my forehead, the laundry I have to do,
How uncool I am at school.
Just everything you casually wouldn't worry about.
When I am alone.. I think about the loneliness that
I suffer through everyday,
the wrenching feeling I get when I cry,
the need for someone's warm hug.
Hyperventilating, I reach out for you,
Screaming, Gasping for the air that you have stolen from me.
You tell me that I was never good enough for you,
just kept me around because I had extra oxygen.
Because I cared when nobody did.
I built you up while tearing myself down,
I cared more about you than I cared for myself.
You threw me up like poisonous food,
at first you needed me because I filled you up.
But, after awhile I made you feel sick and you just had to get rid of me.
You leave me in silence with bruises and scars dripping with blood.