Submissions by abby-curry (bleeding heart)

Why was i put on this earth?
I ask myself,
MaybeI was put on this earth to grow and laugh and play.
Inever thoughtI would find myself doing the thingsI do,
afterall I'm just thirteen.
I'm not as innocent asI seem..
I have done drugs,
I had sex beacauseI had to take that hit..
I blacked out it was laced.
They took advantage of me.
so nowI can't admit these thingsI just snort, shoot up, and smoke..
to make the pain go away.
I just wish someone would rescue me,
weres my support?
weres my superman,
to swoop down and save me, ...

I am but a troubled teen,
That never says whatI mean.
Ihide my feelings deep inside,
So people won't judge me by whatI hide.
I fly through life,
you ask me 'why?'
I'll say because I'm not ready to get hurt again..
the pain stays inside.
It never hides.
I feel like everyone sees a pretty face,
noone sees the real me.
They never look deeper than they can see.
That's why noone ever knows what I've been through,
and I guess I'll stay a troubled teen untill someone
takes the time to look inside of me....

My body's shaking,
My head is aching.
I just cant take it,
I need one more hit..
To get through all this shit.
My heart is broken,
Ijust cant seem to stop tokeing,
I am spinning and spiraling.
All this shit seems to disappear,
Once you dance with the devil you can't stop.
All you need is the thing that gets you up,
but it always make you fall.
I always have to have a hit..
I'll do anything to get me high.
soI won't stop and cry,
or get lost inthe neverending maze,
that ismy thoughts.