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Get Over It
Telling me to get over it,
I think not,
Life is too important to just let it pass by,
Too important to not have it the way I want it,
Atleast that's what they say,
But fuck it,
What do they know?
They don't see things the way I do,
See the terrible things that aren't making this work,
Making it hurt,
Making me cry,
Making me bleed,
Watching my blood run thin,
Look at me as I fall to the ground in a faint,
It's a wonderful sight,
Isn't it?
You faggots that think life's so great,
Thinking life is about relationships...and sex,
Okay...just sex,
Just try raising yourself,
Age of 7 and developing your own right from wrong,
You bitches can't even do it at age 27,
You would be dead if you depended on yourself,
Having no friends to help you through things,
All you have is yourself,
And the clothes on your back,
Developing your own philospohy,
Being able to fix others mistakes,
Having nothing to do except study humanity,
Becoming wise to what you must do,
Driving yourself into insanity,
People telling you that you're wrong,
Telling you to get help,
Bruises being made in my sleep,
Scratching up my arms,
End up waking up on the kitchen floor after a faint,
Blood leaking from your finger tips,
Writing in a journal,
Writing about something that didn't even happen,
But it made you bleed,
Blood stained pages,
Locking up the knives every night,
Just so you won't ignorantly kill yourself,
Go to sleep in your bed and die in the kitchen,
Never wake up in your pile of blood,
Never wake up to see what you did,
Your spirit will see it,
But then it's too late,
Ending your own damn life in a fucking trance,
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME!
GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!
STOP ME FROM THINKNIG!
JUST LET ME BREATHE,
LET MY HEART KEEP ON BEATING!
END MY EMOTIONS!
END MY PAIN!
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
SHUT OFF MY BRAIN!
Or I will accidently send myself to my grave,
Now stare me in the eye,
And tell me to get over it.
