Crazy Luv

Right now, I’m just a walking zombie/
Waiting for someone to find me/
Looking for somewhere to hide/
While she or he takes how much ever time/
Mother why must you scream at me/
Can’t you see I’m losing my sanity/
You don’t notice the emptiness overwhelming me/
Now I truly know how it feels to die/
So I sit down on the bathroom floor/
I’m holding the needle to my left arm/
Needle filled with air to kill/
I just can’t bring myself to end it like this/
But I still want you to suffer from guiltiness/



...still working on it(meaning this is just the starting). but what do you think so far?