Negative thoughts fill my mind.
I've put myself down too many times.
I'm worthless and wishing I had value of some kind.
But it's true, I'm a loser and there's nothing I can do.
Everyone leaves me. Nobody cares.
I constantly rid myself of all the pain.
But it always returns with as much force as before.
It's too consistent for me to fight.
I'm too much of a baby. I cry everynight.

I'm beginning to think it's all in my head.
Maybe I'm not so bad. Maybe that's not what they said.
Maybe I'm making it seem worse then it really is.
Maybe I'm taking it and using it against myself.
I'm beating myself senseless over something little.
I'm breaking myself, making my head brittle.
I'm coming closer and closer to the breaking point.
I'm inching closer and closer to the ending point.
Soon it'll be over and I'm sure I'll be alone.
No one will stay around me. No one will stay known.
They all will leave me.
Leave me to to grieve.
Leave me alone.
Leave me .. with me.

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