Water mixes with blood as I cry.
and nothing dulls it.
The saddest music does nothing.
The loudest yell has no effect.
This cold knife fits my cold heart.
Was this the reason I was born?
To lay on my blood stained floor and cry?
I don't understand.
And I don't care anymore.
No hope ever comes my way.
So why not end it?
Everyday is the same and nothing ever happens.
It's so Boring!
and no one hears me screaming.
and no one seems to care.
And then on day,
I found my excitement.
The thing that helped me make friends.
The one thing no ordinary person know about.
It took my attention away from my problems.
And it made me feel accepted by people like me.
people that were the same as me.
For the first time I smiled.
inside and out I felt loved.
And I don't care what you think about it.
It's not an obsession.
It's my escape from reality.
My anti-drug.
Anime.
And that's why I don't care what you call me.
because if you insult my interest then your the uncultured one.
Or are you just scared to try something different?
Don't insult us accept us.
We aren't leaving any time soon.
So I will finish with this,
Every ones lives are the same one way or the other.
but it's how we deal with our problems that defines us.
either way we all need an outlet.
so my question for you is whats yours?
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