wind blowing through my hair
tears running down my face
its getting darker by the minute
i light candles and matches but it doesn't help at all
i have doubt in life
and tears in my dreams
nothing here is going my way
it all just stays the same
i have nothing to live for
i yell and i get in trouble
i work i get called out
I'm not asking for anything, anything more
except for some love
maybe even a hug or two
so i know that I'm not just wasting my time here
i know to some people I'm just a teenage girl
maybe even nothing at all
but to me I'm also a teenage girl with a broken heart
trying to make it through life
slitting wrists
blood shots here and there
knives surrounding me everywhere
love is so dark and cold now
i don't know where to begin
i will say it again
to some people I'm just a teenage girl
maybe even nothing at all!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem