Notes

ya my lifes a mess
but i cant say i aint been blessed
through years of waking on this world feeling so dam alone
and the place where my dad hit my mom was called a home
finding out 6th grade i was adopted
i was so confused on why my daddy didnt want me
i forgot, a good person was someone he could never be
a year passed when my grandma died in front of me
i grey so depressed and when i cried
it felt like bricks piling on my chest
i needed a friend to talk to
the boy next door was tghe person i opened up to
a night with liqour and regrets
the only thing left on me was pretty pink barrets
my clothes were on the floor
when he told me hit the door
never once said yes
never could believe i was raped
and how do i know it was never taped?
he was the director of the movie cut
and i was the one that made that razor cut on my wrists
on cut two cuts three cuts four the blood started dripping from the tub to the floor
girls laughing that all the guys thought i was suc h a whore
slef hnate piled deep within me
i couldnt be someone i wanted to be
vouple years pass by
i was on top of the world and believed i could flhy
til these girls got a pic of me
humuliation and embarrasment wasnt enough
sending it to everyone just to show their tough
makng me attempt suicide
no friends were there by my side
at lunch i sat alone
i pretented someone was on the other end of the pone
nobody was there except for the people i had at home
switching up schools and making new friends
leaving all the negativity in the end
catching mad feelings for this guy
i still this its cute when he calls me sie
keyera and jay are the highlight of my day
im just here to say
life gets better each and every way