Help Me.

My chest is hurting from my heart beating.

It's not beatin fast

Just Hard.

And I want to bleed

Maybe feeling pain on the outside

Will take away

The hurt from the inside.

I wrote

"Help me"

On my arm

You know what,

No one helped.

I'm Forgotten.

It's ok

I should be used to it..

Feels Like The Weight Of The World Is On My Shoulders.

Ever Feel like that?

Ok, so that's not how I feel.

I don't feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders.

But sometimes,

I do carry extra weights then I should.

My friend is feeling real down,

I tend to feel down.

I mean i don't show it, they don't need me feeling down

to make them feel worse.

But its the same with happiness.

If your friend is happy you generally feel happy too.

Unless they got something you wanted.

Then you pretty much feel jealous.

Ok I'm feeling down.

And happy.

About moving

Its cool i liek the idea.

I just hate leaving houses behind.

With all the memories attatched.

I woke up with a song stuck in my head.

here are the lyrics to it.

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I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her

Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, til you died
But you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

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I am going to go now

Screw telling how I feel when no one reads this anyway.