by Broken Inside » Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:31 am
Art
You said I was a masterpeice
You said I was a million bucks
You said I was special
But now you cant get into my life
Now you cant see your daughter
Now you cant even remember my name!
You call me up
You say you love me
You want me back
I say no
You ask why
I say because
You start to get nasty
I start to laugh
You call me a work of art
You tell me I have no reason to cry. You tell me I have no reason to want to die. You tell me I can't say good bye. You tell me not to lie. But if I don't cry I will scream. If I don't die I will be in endless torture. If I don't say good bye I will have to say hello, over and over again. If I don't lie I will have to tell you the truth. You think you are the perfect parents for me. You think I have the perfect life. It's true, I have a lot of friends, I'm a cheerleader, and I'm class president. But none of it is perfect when you see the world through my eyes.I am afraid i will find something else I will have to silently endure, and I do. It hurts to see how much I have to fake to be happy. And only one thing hurts worse than that. You belive it even when I'm breaking.