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I was inspired to write this for some reason it all popped into my head. |
Drip Drip, Drip- The blood It forms in A puddle at My feet, can’t Peel my eyes From its Glistening texture What did I do? Did I really Mean it? It can’t End this Way, it Wasn’t my Choice I was forced This World This god forsaken World Didn’t want me They wanted someone Perfect, they wanted They wanted Something I Couldn’t, wouldn’t Give them My wrists Won’t stop, I am doing What they wanted What the people Of the world Want One less Homosexual To worry about One less Fat person To worry about One less Christian To worry about One less One less Catholic, Muslim One less Part of everyone I’m the very Face of diversity And the entire world Aims to Destroy me It is all right It is being Done Any minute Now I will Cease To exist And I wonder How many people Will actually Notice that There is no Longer any, any Respect for others With me around There was some, but Can, can you believe BELIEVE That there will Be any without ME Slowly, it seems To happen As if one by one People are Lined up Taking blood Drip, Drip, Drip- The blood It forms in a puddle At my feet |