Tell me, by Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*
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i am nothing, nothing at all
everything i do i always seem to fall
you tell me to get over it that lifes not fair
it only seems to me that you dont care
you tell me to live for tomorrow and follow my dreams
but when i go to do so you always make me scream
i cut myself and bleed every night
to make the pain go away, to make things right
you tell me to start over to make things new
guess what? we cant so heres a big FUCK you
tell me this though...why do you try
because every time you do you always make me cry
i am nothing, nothing at all
so dont waste your time on me and make yourself fall |
| Posted: 2009-03-04 13:56:05 UTC |
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| 2009-03-04 21:03:51 | Invisible Poet |
| the day your nothing is the day you stop believeing. you stop believing an something better. theres always a better something the only thing anyone can ever do is try. as long as you believe in something better you will find it. your not nothing and not everything you do always falls look at your poetry it excells beyond the norm and as influenced many many people to change. if you need to talk you know my email |
| 2009-03-08 06:35:04 | Nightlife |
| pretty good, dark a bit but good lol.
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