here is a stupid little song peom thingy

Listening to: the distillers
Feeling: crushed
why is it that the people i love in this world force me to be afraid, lost, lonely, sad, angry, you make me blame myself, destry my self esteem, you make me ashamed, you take away my desire to dance and move freely, you make me feel alone, you make me scared to speak for myself, to make my own decesions and decide for myself, shy, i turn to my invisibility as my ownly survival, you make me numb and want to disconnect from the world, lose faith in humanity, i eridicate my ability to think for myself, make my once pleasant dreams nightmares, you make me afraid to love and afraid of love, you make my mind and thought feeble and fucked up, you make me want to runaway and hide forever, you make it so my ownly true friends are the slits on my wrists, i scream out for help, i am in pain, i dont exist, you break my heart.
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i like ur smashing pumpkins picture!
I was just wondering, in this poem when you say people you love and then all that stuff they do to you. Who are they? you dont have to tell me I was just wondering.
Your strawberry,
Cambria
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