found this in my other journal from about a year ago:
I explained to Joe about my "moods" or whatever you want to call them. How i can't explain to anyone how it feels to be told all your life that you should be a leader and not a "follower", and yet, it always seems that the little sheep are happy in the flock, and look perfectly find with being regular, and nothing special. When because you are different, you feel anything but special. And when you do things that hurt yourself because you want something that's "yours". That no one can take away from you.
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its a secret you'll always keep
when you know you can't explain
exactly how it seems
when you're crawling at the sides
trying to find the edge
of the opening you can't see.
If the answer won't come clear,
when you think you're aggravating
someone else, when you talk.
If all else fails,
there's no way around,
a drip
drop
pitter, patter
of blood running down
a perfectly shaped thigh,
appears to be the solution.
You learned now
by long tried out experience
maybe there's a better way.
although the darkness inside will never agree
possibly there's a different exit to the maze.
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now:
And I hate this so much. I wish there ws something I could do to take this all away. I hate feeling like I am being ignored because I know it's not true. And I hate not being able to figure out why I feel like this. I hate how I've stopped cutting for other people, but never for myself. Ever since I've stopped I haven't felt like myself. But that's because I'm not. It's a part of me and I need it on a level that no one's going to understand. I want to end everything. I don't feel good enough. And I don't want to be here anymore. I feel like giving up on everything.
But I won't..I know I won't.
i'm very sad and i don't know why. and not knowing why, makes it
worse.
i really do want to cut myself open, and into a million pieces that no one can put back together, but I haven't.
Current Mood:
tiredCurrent Music: 'I want to hear you sad" -The Early November