I Give Up On Trying So My Heart Won't Break Again

I Cut My Hair..
So I'm A Little Less..
I Guess.

My Friend's Say She Likes Me
But..
Yeah..
I Met Another Girl
She's...
Cute..
So..I'm Technically Not Talking To Her..
I Guess.

Everytime I Do,
She Just Screws With My Feelings..
And...
Occasionaly It Hurts..
So I Vent This 'Pain'
Through Cuts..
I Call It Falling Down..
Because..
When You Fall Down
You Feel Weird..
Well...
I Do.

She Never Really Listened Or Cared..
I Hug My Bag..
To Keep All My Emotions Inside..
It Helps..
A Little..
My Bag Smells Like..
Well..
Me.
I'm More Or Less Already Dead..

-seb-