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Flawed Model

Never meant for production

bi-polar to the core

happy one minute

sad the next

mean the next

flawed beyond reason

beyond perception

angry words

followed by loving ones

followed by sad ones

then back to mean

flawed

too fucked up to be alive

too rare to die

i'd give it all back if i could

i just hurt

not myself

but the ones who love me

the ones who would give anything

for me

i destroy

because i'm fucked up beyond repair

beyond anything

i want to change

i try

but i dont ever

i act the part

but i am always who i am

i hate that part

i hate myself

i hate being me

when will i be ok again

when will i be able to smile

and not have to hide my tears

i break everything i ever wanted

to pieces, unfixible pieces

of Nothing

I RUIN LIVES

I FUCKING MAKE PEOPLE CRY

I FUCKING MAKE PEOPLE HATE

I FUCKING MAKE PEOPLE ANGRY

I FUCKING MAKE EVERY DAMN PERSON GIVE THE FUCK UP ON ME

WHEN THE FUCK WILL ALL THIS SHIT FUCKING STOP