Recrate the selfhateA Poem by The poetic childI find it funny how I can walk about with a smile plastered on acting like nothing is wrong that my head isn't screaming a new future im dreaming all I wanna do is wipe away my past and throw down my mask im tired of standing at the edge wanting to jump of my ledge feeling anxious feeling depressed and loosing my masked press my feelings are slipping through and there is nothing I can do without you to help me handle all theses dealings' im tired of being alone with no real hope always high on dope never giving a f**k I want to matter not have my heart shatter again and again feeling this much pain should be a sin! now im in in a war my mind is starting to bore letting go letting the demons win and im not gonna be able to deal with all the self hate not gonna recreate only gonna dissipate and never be here to feel cause none of this s**t is f*****g real I cant help it anymore when all they do is call me the w***e so I turned it around and watched em drown when they heard my sound they looked in the mirror and saw what they saying to me is who I aim to be but as I showed them the light they denied it and I tried it but they had to fight it so myself I righted it because I cant take away the scars they are apart of me who I am so don't call me crying saying you wish you could take it all back when your words were another form of attack as you stab that knife in my back cause ive dealt with a lot and soon it wanted me to cry die and rot but look at me now? im still here with nothing to fear so get off my a*s dear I said it I told you im done so just give it face it ive won © 2014 The poetic childFeatured Review
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