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Feelings, words, expressions on paper
they don’t mean anything
I cry, I scream, I beg
but they still can’t hear me
Even if they could they wouldn't listen
they don’t care and they never will
The things they say and the looks they give
they all say the same thing
“You’re not good enough and you never will be”
These feelings that I keep inside
the words I want to hear, the things I wish I had the courage to say
They all crush me till i’m nothing
And all the while they say
“You’re not good enough, why even try”
I want to cry, to be held by someone that I know loves me
but they push me away
I’m lonely
Unwanted
Saying all the wrong things and doing everything backwards
nothing I do is the right thing
The names they call bounce off of my unfeeling self
but I still feel
Every single one
how can you not feel a knife
And a cut with every word
You wish every single day that someone comes along
and see that you need to be accepted
Not for what someone makes you
but for what you make yourself
Realize that for some your pain is not a lot
but for you the world is cutting you down
And you need someone to stand beside
that’s why we write
Because though the paper seems cold and unfeeling
it doesn't judge
Though these keys, stained with pieces of my aching soul, laugh
they can’t really hurt me
And they aren't the ones that speak words
poisoned with misuse
“You’re useless and you always will be”
I’m tired
tired of fighting for love and for the feeling that I am good enough
Sometimes tired of living
I pick up the knife then put it down again
how can one wish for death so much
But fear it
if I was gone would I be missed?
What about the ones that had driven me to it
would they miss me?
Or would they say
“Poor girl she was never good enough”

Description
Feelings, words, expressions on paper
they don’t mean anything
I cry, I scream, I beg
but they still can’t hear me
Even if they could they wouldn't listen
they don’t care and they never will
The things they say and the looks they give
they all say the same thing
“You’re not good enough and you never will be”
These feelings that I keep inside
the words I want to hear, the things I wish I had the courage to say
They all crush me till i’m nothing
And all the while they say
“You’re not good enough, why even try”
I want to cry, to be held by someone that I know loves me
but they push me away
I’m lonely
Unwanted
Saying all the wrong things and doing everything backwards
nothing I do is the right thing
The names they call bounce off of my unfeeling self
but I still feel
Every single one
how can you not feel a knife
And a cut with every word
You wish every single day that someone comes along
and see that you need to be accepted
Not for what someone makes you
but for what you make yourself
Realize that for some your pain is not a lot
but for you the world is cutting you down
And you need someone to stand beside
that’s why we write
Because though the paper seems cold and unfeeling
it doesn't judge
Though these keys, stained with pieces of my aching soul, laugh
they can’t really hurt me
And they aren't the ones that speak words
poisoned with misuse
“You’re useless and you always will be”
I’m tired
tired of fighting for love and for the feeling that I am good enough
Sometimes tired of living
I pick up the knife then put it down again
how can one wish for death so much
But fear it
if I was gone would I be missed?
What about the ones that had driven me to it
would they miss me?
Or would they say
“Poor girl she was never good enough”