The Hate of my LifeA Poem by Kiara
When you go home tonight
Why don't you drown in your tears Or your blood. You're just a fake And I can see right through you. You say I almost killed myself last night Or I almost died But I doubt you even know what pain is And what depression is. You're just desperate for attention And you don't care how you get it. You say you smoke cigarettes And weed And do all these drugs And cut yourself And overdose on who knows what, But you're just an ugly little girl Who used to be my best friend. You pointed me in the wrong directions And now look at what I'm stuck with. I wouldn't harm anyone or anything But I would do anything to cause you agony. You're just a little girl Desperate for attention, And guess what. No one cares.
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13 Reviews Added on January 18, 2012 Last Updated on January 18, 2012 AuthorKiaraINAboutMy name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..Writing
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