Illness

im sick in the head; Not alive nor am I dead I should be shot and shot and shot again I'm so fucking sick in the head I laugh at pain and giggle at torture I cry when I should laugh and smile at the mirror I make fun of my stupidity and self pity My low self esteem makes an amazing joke. My suicidal thoughts are beautiful to laugh at Have fun with the rivets on my arms My stretch marks scream as they're cut ya know There's a man I don't know standing in my window I'm so fucking sick Right in the head Should be shot, and shot, and shot again. I don't deserve to live nor do I deserve to die So throw me to the wolves To eat me alive.