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desperation song

Contributed by pUnKa_RaCh on Friday, 31st December 2004 @ 11:53:52 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Parents scream "do this do that!" they dont really care, about what i want, they just carry on unaware. I see no way out only to die before your eyes ,say goodbye everyone, goodbye to this world of lies. cant go out or even party to cover the pain, this isolation i live in drives me ***** insane!

everyday its the same old stupid chatter, stop being polite, like i even matter. they shout out fake praise like im doing evrything right, they dont know nothing, gonna kill myself tonight. Guys cant trust em, they rip my heart in two, but hey they dont care, no one does, not even you.

friends all stab me in the back, they aint friends at all, ***** think about themselves, cant be bothered to even call. i think im more useful dead, cant even land a job, evryone hates me, your all a useless mob. i cry every night, dont know how to deal with this badness, whats the point? i think, feeling all this sadness.

im gonna do something for me instead of listening to your stupid demands, gonna liberate myself and free these tied up hands. you cant bring me back now, now that im dead, you feel so guilty, regretting things you shouldnt have said. yeah i guess this is pretty serious, i feel so dead inside,wont you just love me...throw my troubles aside.

just hold me when im gone....hug me when im cold.....smile for me when i cant...now i wont have to grow old.

you'll look up at my picture and then you will see, a person broken and scared, the sad wreck that was me. they'll say- "she was such a happy girl, we dont know what went wrong....." maybe i needed someone there for me, a purpose, some place to belong. as my photo hangs on the wall, they'll cry for a while then dry their eyes, saying "she shouldnt have given up", going back to their miserable lives.




Copyright © pUnKa_RaCh ... [ 2004-12-31 23:53:52]
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Re: desperation song (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 01:11:53 AM AEST
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well since this rhymes, this should be formatted in verses to better illustrate that. and on to the concept...

its consequence, not coincidence. a lot of things i notice in here hurt you, because you make them able to hurt you. people for example. you can shut them out of your life, or let them in your life. you have control over who is in your life. sometimes we let people in our lives that we shouldnt, because we're afraid of being alone, or because of obligation. it takes strength to shut people out of your life, but it makes you happier in a since, when some of the people are gone. people bring so much stress so much complication so much negativity. i can give myself all of those things, i dont need someone else to do it for me. at least when i do it, i have more control. when someone else messes with my life, i have to gain it. but also, some things should be put in perspective. do people in your life really matter to your future. i will just assume that for the most part no. yes, they influence you. but you can choose to be influenced or not. also people part ways, people change who their friends with, etc. so a lot of people you know now, you wont know in 20 years. so they are unimportant, and shouldnt matter as much as things that really do matter. guys, yes, they can tear your heart apart. but the one that is your "soul mate" wont do that. so why care about all the people who arent your soul mate? thats like me caring about who my friend wants to go out with. the only reason i care who she wants to go out with, is because i wonder how much of his existence i have to tolerate. parents. well i would like to think that all parents do their jobs of raising children very well, but i know that many dont. doing chores doesnt kill anyone last i heard. why care if someone else cares about you? its nice to know they care, but what matters is if you care about yourself. if you dont care about yourself, why should someone else? you know everything about yourself, etc. other people dont. they care, the accept, what they know of you. if you can care about everything, accept everything, about yourself. no one else matters. but suicide. its not the answer to anything. life trains you so that you dont have to take the easy way out. why come so far now, just to give up? its pointless to struggle so far, and then to give up before you reach the finish line. isnt what you could acheive better than the alternative? death offers nothing. it doesnt even offer an end to pain. it takes pain to die. well im sorry for writing a freaking essay as a comment.


Re: desperation song (User Rating: 1 )
by sick_n_twisted on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 02:36:51 AM AEST
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Hi,I seriously agree with Essentially9 they have a point in living a life so long then just giving up like that. I used to feel that way but my friend steven told me that life is just hard so it could make u a stronger person in the future so u wont feel this way anymore cause the harder it is the stronger person you will be
suicide is not the answer either Essentially9 is right it on that one also ,
great write i really liked it alot


Re: desperation song (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Saturday, 1st January 2005 @ 02:46:10 AM AEST
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the thing about death is ..it's so final, and you're not around to see people wail and cry and snivvel at your passing and cry at that photo on the wall.. if only you knew how selfish you sound.. like I said in my write,
"Stop".. people are a lot worse off than we are.. losing children.. or children losing parents..and you're snivveling 'cause you can't party? well.. whatever makes your boat float I guess.. Somebody loves you but you have to look outward ..




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