Shattered Part 1 reupload (Indy)

 

Problem Child.
Two words that
Burn and                                     Mock
My mind.

I never                                         meant
For my parents
To have to deal with                     ME...
A pathetic                                    Monster
That needs to be
Sedated.

I’ve done most of
The things that the                         Majority
of teenagers can’t                          imagine.

Blades to wrist and
Cigarette packs gone
In an hour alone.
                                                        More
Blood has come out
Of my body than could not
Have been                                        Safe.

I know I seem to                               Disappoint
My mother with everything
I decide to do
And piss off my father
When I escape to my
Room where I am finally                     alone
With my thoughts so I
Don’t have to hurt them                      again.

Yes, I am a                                        Problem
Child and I don’t
Know if I can change.
Should I just                                        disappear?

My girlfriend doesn’t like it
Yet still I don’t seem to care
About anything other than                    Lighting
Up another cigarette when
I’m walking my fucking dog.

My best friend doesn’t care
Because he had tried it himself,           another
Mistake shown by yours truly
To destroy the people I love
A little bit more.

My life seems to be                                Falling
Deeper into a hole I can’t
Dig back out on my own.
It doesn’t matter, spit out another           Lie
And act like you’re a
Poster child so you’re                                Family
Doesn’t see how
Fucked up you are                                   inside.

None of that Matters
When you think about
What you’re supposed to do
And say, when you
Think you Know
Everything you need to Survive.