all people need to know is im not a liked person but i dont really care so if you like me cool if you dont oh well

i'm 17 i dont judge people if they dont judge me so if you like me
cool if oh well


my anger is like a can of spray paint throw it in a fire and watch it ablliterate flames spread throu my soul but when they get to my
heart they start eating a hole they take whats left of the memory
of you the fire gets bigger but theres nothing i can do it burns
inside me but outside its cold i have suicidal thoughts that never
get old so i'll take this time to say my farewell i cut my wrists and
awake in HELL i open my eyes oh GOD whats that smell bodies are burningand being torn apart i wanna get out of here but theres nowere to go DEMONS start stabbing me i'm screaming please no then i wake up it was all just a dream i look at my wrists things arent what they seem


thank you GOD for a second chance