bloodykisses24

It makes me forget my troubles, It distracts me, It lets me be me, Even if it's just for a little while. I can't live without it, It completes me. When I am depressed, It makes me happier. I love it, It feeds my soul. I dance and sing along, I just be me. Music prevents me, From causing myself pain, From hitting things, From throwing things, From thinking.. Music is my saviour.

Why? Why do you look at me like that? What did I ever do to you? Do you hate me? It sure feels like it.. The way you look at me hurts, Your tone of voice when you talk to me hurts, How you don't care about me hurts, How you won't accept me if I were to tell you I am bi hurts, It hurts how you don't accept me for me. I hate you now. Are you happy? You made me hate you.. And honestly, I could care less what happens to you. When I leave, I plan on never seeing your stupid face again. I plan on never talking to you again, When I leave you won't exist to me anymore. I have severe depression because of you. Thanks for ruining my

What happened to me? That is what you ask. I look at the ground and wonder, How do I say this short and sweetly? I look at you and say life happened, I have been like this since I can remember. I have always had these dark thoughts, These things that make me feel crazy. I see things, They scare the shit out of me. They won't go away, No matter what I do... You look at me weirdly, I know you think I am crazy. Don't try to hide it. If others saw how I was before, They too would ask, What happened?