f**k all of you

all you do is f*****g argue with me

all you do is f*****g argue 

all you ever learned was f*****g argue

i don't know how to leave you broken sick people

i have empathy

i understand cause and effect

but i have a body

it works for me and only me

work it hard enough

i only started hitting things the past few years

these days its taking less and less

i prayed to dhia to let me get angry

i've been so scared to be angry

scared i won't do it right

a dhia, let me hurt someones feelings just one time

all you know how to do is f*****g argue with me

waking up listening to all you f*****g people

has me wishing i wasn't human

a dhia, pull out this stupid f*****g desire to love these people

pull it out, pull the roots

i want to sit alone and smoke in a garage

and not miss you

and not be concerned i hurt you

f**k you, none of you ever worried about me

Reviews

[JD Major]

Not sure what to say about this one. On one hand there's a poignant message here, on the other your title is, in my humble opinion, a cheap attention getter ...as you yourself admitted.
...Just finished reading it a second time and thinking now that what I at first thought was cheap actually belongs, and works well. ... not that my opinion matters to you :) ...Keep it up Cara!

[cara]

Thank you :)

[Ookpik]

Title caught my attention - f**k me? I says, better investigate.

Pretty tough to understand this one, but it sounds cathartic - the last three lines tell the story and it sounds like you've cause to be upset.

Hope you feel better, and on the topic of hitting things, my advice would be to hit up a local boxing gym. Helps to smoke a boxing-bag, rather than in an empty garage. Just saying.

Best of luck,

-Ook

[cara]

Thank you for the review :)