Pooh Bear thinks,....why dont you??

how is it that your okay with

this???and how is it that

i'm not gonna be okay with it,

yet you'll be fine off where you live



did it occur to you before you

spoke to me, that it might hurt me

not right now but in the long run

did you ever think before you spoke



i'll slam my head against the wall

and hope in turn that i wont

feel anything

no words, no hurts, no emotions



broken hearts is the only

think i'm known for to people

to people waht am i known for?

piece of crap...worthless crap



tricky tricky little one

run around behind my back

why'd you wanna do that to me

baby , come on and think about me



think about the things that are gonna happen

think about me and my feelings

think think think

pooh bear thinks...why dont you?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

shoot me now...or stab me...just put me out of my misery honestly. i'm sickening myself

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