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why?

Contributed by corrupted_minds on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 07:11:21 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Why?
Why am I like this?
Why cant I change?
Why is everything I do always the same?
Why dont you love me?
Why dont you care?
Why dont you even notice when I am there?
Why am I alone?
Why do I try?
Why do I always end up wanting to die?
Why am I a freak?
Why do I feel pain?
Why do I go on living and feel like Im insane?
Why am I a psycho?
Why do I just lie?
Why is it when Im alone I just fall down and cry?
Why am I so hopeless?
Why am I a disgrace?
Why have I been told Im just another waste of space?
Why do I burn myself?
Why does it bring me pleasure?
Why is it one of the moments in my life that I treasure?
Why do I use a blade?
Why do I bleed?
Why is it when I try I never do succeed?
Why do I cut my wrists?
Why isnt it a shame?
Why when I do it I feel a different pain?
Why do I like loosing blood?
Why does it sedate me?
Why is being dead my only chance to be free?






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Re: why? (User Rating: 1 )
by Row on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 07:14:12 AM AEST
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and u told me u were fine?


Re: why? (User Rating: 1 )
by lovespoetic0518 on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 08:13:04 AM AEST
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Don't you ever think you are a waste of space. That really alarms me that you think this. You would never have been brought to this earth without a reason. You need to realize this for yourself, and I hope eventually you can find it. Please take care.....


Kimberly :)


Re: why? (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Friday, 6th August 2004 @ 03:08:54 AM AEST
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Aaaah..this is quite alarming..My God!
even while reading I was deeply hit by your emotion. No..please don't say that you are a waste of space..please don't lose your life blood. venkat




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