I talk about my self like im useless
People lie and say im not
When they talk behind my back.....
im used to This....
There so mean
When they talk about ME
Do they ever feel less then f***ing perfect?
I tried to chase down all my demons
but I just cant .....
Im NOTHING
But your f***ing perfect to me
Change the vocies in my head
make them like ME instead ...
Thats enough...
Iv done all I could think of Everybody still hates me
Dont worry ill be fine
Im used to
Being called loser beaten by my old best freand
Such a tired game....
Are they are they all happy?
Now that im dieing?
Here all alone?
Stuck in the darkness?
Crying
Dont worry This is normal In my cold life......
Is it normal That I want A freand?
But dont worry
Your helping me
Not take my life
So ..
your f***ing perfect to me....
Occ~*good ..how about for you?*Clocky smiles darkly she felt something pick her up she looked up seeing mothra she claws it and it drops her making her fall onto jack in a akward position to geather
Sally spead past him and smirks to look back at him
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