Better Off Poem by mark bowdidge

quit lying to yourself
you dont know me
if you did you'd understand whats going on
you would hear these screams; why cant you
see these scars, there every where
you dont like what i do
why dont you stop me
im asking you to, i know ive gone to far
crossed too many lines
i wish to take it all back
not for regret; no never
i'd take it all back
to the day i never met you; i would've kept it that way
no not to save my self
why even bother
when all and all
if you never met me
you'd be better off
all of you