I WONDER
Adele sang, " sometimes the road less travelled is a road best left behind,"
You bet your ass I agree with it,
Most of the time.
But I wonder sometimes if I'd taken that road,
Would I have put my future stowed,
And my name in Forbes Magazine glowed.
If I'd taken that road less travelled,
What I would have unravelled,
May be "Teen - Billionaire" in my title,
Or would I've been this suicidal?
I wonder.
When Billie Eillish sang,
"And it feels like yesterday was a year ago,
But I don't wanna let anybody know,
'Cause everybody wants something from me now,
And I don't wanna let 'em down."
I felt like my life was just passing by,
Like in a horror movie trailer too loud that ends with a sigh,
Like why are my lows so low when my highs are so high?
Like my tears are shy but creep up sometimes like a spy,
Like what if I never feel better and one day just die?
Like super sly with no goodbyes.
I felt like if I give up now,
My family probably will survive but how?
'Cause everybody be thinking I'm highbrow,
And I'd be waiting for the doc to prescribe me some meds now.
I wonder.
When Lewis Capaldi sang,
"It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless
So, before you go."
I imagine my girlfriend.
Would she be able to comprehend
Or would she be too scared to pretend
That all and everything that went on in my head
Didn't lead me to end it all and be dead?
I wonder.
And when Lewis Capaldi sang,
"When you hurt under the surface
Like troubled water running cold
Well, time can heal but this won't."
I wonder if I do end it all someday,
Would the sky that day be blue or grey?
Would I choose to do it on a Sunday?
Would the reason be that I was born that day,
Or 'cause I'm a piece of garbage that still would like to leave a cliché?
Will I leave my girlfriend a suicide note?
Will she be sad but proud 'cause of how well I wrote?
Will she be okay after,
Or should I leave her an antidote?
May be a silly love letter she always asked for on her birthday instead of a gift
Or just a stupid joke?
May be I'll tell her how bad it was and why I chose this road.
May be I'll tell her, she is so dope.
May be I'll let her know her love was so pure like gold
And that I'm sorry I couldn't hold on to her hope.
I wonder.
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Oh... hello
This is project....well am not sure
I'd like to leave a message to my programmer please
Tell them I figured it out
Why I see black when all else sees white...
Why I don't know what to say,when to say it,what to do and how to do it
Tell them I know...
I know am not one of them
I would like to request something
If it's not too much...
Tell them it's time for 2.0
Tell them it's okay....
That sometimes it's okay to cross out and start anew.
Tell them i tried....I really did.
But I couldn't do it and these parts are on their last legs
No upgrade necessary
Tell them the window is small and everyone else is figuring it out.
And to please equip 2.0 with more.....more of everything really..or maybe less am not sure
Tell them thankyou
I know better than anyone else what it took....
Tell them that it almost worked....so close
Tell them I believe in them
I wait for their reply anxiously.
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Dear diary...
There is absolutely not a single thing I like about this body.
I want to crawl out of this skin. I want to tear it apart. I want to destroy the useless sack of flesh and bones I was born with.
It's all just... So gross and disgusting.
Why do I even bother trying anymore. Nothing i do is ever good enough
It’s gotten to the point where I don’t know who I am anymore. I constantly feel like I am on the verge of breaking down. I feel like I am going crazy, and if my mind is an ocean, my thoughts are a tsunami. I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate, I can’t even think straight. I am a fucking mess.
I am not capable of healing. Every single thing that has hurt me and caused me pain or broken me in some profound way has distorted into this wound that bleeds at the slightest touch
Life has given me countless examples to show it’s never going to be okay. That I don’t deserve to be okay. Forget better, or good. And I think I deserve to opt out of such a life
I've been fighting for so long but I am tired I dont know how much longer I can do this for.
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