May 21
Crushed Dreams - Rebecca Tombyll
Broken bones, stitches & black eyes
Ripped clothes without a home
Not who you were, wore a disguise
By yourself, you think you can go roam
But really you are an unloved child.
* I have more but I will finish later.
May 20
- Hundereds of days pass me by, Tears we start to cry and we wonder why. Life is a pain, you lose or you gain. No one noctices me, I am just the way I am suppose to be... Alone. -Rebecca Tombyll
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May 17
A Pretty Little Picture - Rebecca Tombyll
- I drew a pretty picture
- But with a little twist
- The paintbrush is my razor
- And the canvas is my wrist.
- A pretty little picture
- That will last forever
- Red stains the razor
- I never had a real smile, ever.
- You may think I'm crazy
- You don't even know me
- Judging me without knowing my story
- The real me is not what I see.
- The question is why
- Treating me like a nobody
- In the end, I die
- It's your fault for my bloody body.
- Now the guilt comes in
- I wonder if you even care
- You think this is a game you win
- Too bad this isn't Truth or Dare.
- A pretty little picture
- The idea came from you
- Thinking about that razor
- You should do it too.
May 17
Stand up for what you believe in even if that means standing alone” - Andy Biersack
