TheBombDiggity3

When you look into the mirror See that person staring back You know that it's not who you were And slowly start to crack That person has become you You can feel it in your veins The moment overtakes you And to take away your pain... You hate the person you've become But there's nothing left to do The nightmare's just beginning so You have to see it through The pain you're feeling has to end Everyone around you lied It consumes your very mortal soul It burns you deep inside... So reach for the vodka Reach for the blade Knock back yet another shot Without the lemonade Apply the pressure, break the skin You're going round

"I'm fine" is a dirty lie. The truth is that I want to die. "I'm tired" is not even done. It really means "I'm tired of being no one" "I'm better" is but a curse. The truth is that I've never been worse "I'm just cold" is what I say so my sleeves can hide my scars away. "I already ate" is said with a frown. I starve to see the numbers on the scale go down. "I'm okay" is probably the worst. It really means I'm about to burst. All these things are lies to me. But you take this as the truth because what else would I be?

 If I were a lesbian, I'd wear that title with pride. If I were a full fledged "dyke", You'd see me scream it aloud showing that it doesn't hurt. If I were straight, I'd keep it quiet. I would stand up for gay rights, I'd help everyone out. The bisexuals, I do believe we have it hard. I can openly admit I wish I was one or the other. My head is always spinning. Pansexuals, Same situation as the bi's. Having problems all the time. Hate from every angle.