You Never Cared

I hear you snare,

I see you put the bullet

Right though my head.

But one of these times,

Oh yes, one of these times,

I will have the strength

To stand up for myself,

To make you stop.

One of these times,

I will hurt you,

Just as bad as you hurt me.

You don’t even know me,

So why must you kill me?

What have I ever done?

To make you wish I wasn’t born.

And now, thanks to you,

I wish with all my heart I wasn’t.

You laugh when you see the marks,

Of the blade I use upon myself.

But it’s you who makes me,

Need to hurt so bad

Just to distract me from my head,

And the thoughts you put in it.

I need a place to run,

To escape form this world

To escape the reality of my life.

I do the things I do

To make up for the thing I don’t get at home,

Attention

The only way I know how,

Playing games,

And faking the pain.

But that’s not who I am

It’s who I’ve become

What you made me be.

When I’m at my best

You shot me down,

And with your hands,

You put the bullet

Right though my heart.

This is all a joke to you.

My whole life,

Has always been an elaborate joke.

That I can’t figure out,

My fake laughter won’t work,

At least not now.

Well, you don’t have to worry anymore,

I won’t come in your way,

I won’t come in anybody’s way.

Good-bye,

I’m finally doing something good

In the thing called life.

I’ll just take the bullet,

Right to my brain

Just like you always wanted me too.

And one day,

You will hurt.

Just.

Like.

Me.

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