June 2013
1 post
May 2013
1 post
March 2013
1 post
February 2013
8 posts
My Name Is Lydia & I’m Here To Say , Choose Me For President On Election Day , Romeo’s Okay , But He’s Full Of Funk , Vote For The One With The Junk In Her Trunk , I Tell You If You Put Me In Charge Of The Class , I’ll Be SPANKING THAT , SPANKING THAT , SPANKING THAT ASS .
I may be metal and have no heart
But in your life I have become a part
As I carve and carve at your tender wrist
I feel in your brain there must be a twist
Is it normal to turn to me for help?
When if I scar another they scream and yelp
Your feeling empty and rather alone
But I’m not left…
I can do nothing
Cause I’m good at nothing
I just sit and watch
As others succeed
I’m invisible, useless
I’m laughing, falling
I’m alive, dead inside
I’m everything I’m not
I’m not everything I am
Crashing, falling, slipping
On thin ice, that line broke
Real and human
Fake and…
Just like a ghost
I drift through the days
Trying for reason
Thinking of ways.
Nothing changes
No matter how many pills I take
Give me numbness
And happiness I will fake
You don’t pay attention
You don’t even look
You don’t glance
I’m an open book.
If you listened
You’d see who I…
December 2012
4 posts
The blood doesn’t pour out anymore,
But the scares still show,
Will these wounds heal or be forever sore,
The memories shine a bright glow.
The pain still remains,
The tears still fall,
Rivers of the blood still stains,
My wall remains tall.
A razor blade craved into my wrist,
Every cut shows pain,
Every scar has a story with a twist,
To many problems to explain.
There is no where to hide,
No reason to even try,
Inside I have already died,
As I disappear, I break down and cry.
My Name Is Lydia & I’m Here To Say , Choose Me For President On Election Day , Romeo’s Okay , But He’s Full Of Funk , Vote For The One With The Junk In Her Trunk , I Tell You If You Put Me In Charge Of The Class , I’ll Be SPANKING THAT , SPANKING THAT , SPANKING THAT ASS .
I may be metal and have no heart
But in your life I have become a part
As I carve and carve at your tender wrist
I feel in your brain there must be a twist
Is it normal to turn to me for help?
When if I scar another they scream and yelp
Your feeling empty and rather alone
But I’m not left…
October 2012
1 post
September 2012
1 post
I Was Like
Then I Was Like
Now I’m Sitting Here Wishing And Waiting For Tumblr To Change Back Like
July 2012
1 post
June 2012
2 posts
I Was Like
Then I Realized He Aint Say SHIT About Kae
Now Im Sitting Here Watching The Drama Unfold So My Face Is Like
I Be Like
Then I Be Like
In My head I’m Like
Then Im Like
&& Shit Gets Real !











