wandering:

I've never really had a place to call home. Welcome to my terror dome. Enter if you dare. I just wish someone would just fucking care. See me falling down the stairs. While reaching for the stars. I swear they're just too far. Ripping off my skin. Holding it up in the air. Bleeding out. Life isn't fair. Gauging out my eyes. So I wouldn't see the disguise you hide behind. Cutting off my ears. Just so I couldn't hear the lies you preach. Cutting off my tongue. Just so I couldn't speak about how I really feel. Empty out the gun. Let the bullets off one by one. Eating through my chest. This is what I've done. Drowning in despair. Because no one ever cared.