Tears
Blood falls instead of tears,
I don't have many fears,
Only me,
And whatI see,
I see people die,
I see myself cry.
I want to kill,
And I will,
I want to smile,
I've waited along while,
I guess I'm depressed.
I hate your life,
I want to end it with a knife,
I can't be stopped,
My hate can't be dropped.
I want to find my way,
I want to say,
I've changed,
And that my life has rearranged.
Copyright © Emma Schmittling | Year Posted 2005
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