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Hullo.. My Name Is Whispers!! I Took My First Breath On April 24,1992.. I'm 19 .. From The State Of Confusion

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Why Am I Here?

Sitting in my room.. I think "Why am I here?"
Living my life constantly in fear?!
Is this life? Will it just pass?
Why do I live my life always flashing back to the past?
Is it normal for me to be here this way?
I'm slowly starting to wither-away!?
Will I one day be free? Of all the things that torment me?!
The girl I see the fat one in the mirror.. Why am  I the only one who can see her?
Letting the tears roll.. As they water my broken soul..
How much time will it take for me to be whole?!
Living my life trapped in a cage... My body is full of rage..
Shattered  and scattered I'm hurt beyond repair...
The Mirror is broken .. It has a glare..
Seein myself as the broken image I am..
No one cares .. No one really gives a damn.
The girl in the mirror I can't see clear..
But everyone knows it in her face that death  is near..
You think you know me .. You've guessed wrong
My heart & soul have been draggin on  for too long..
You say you "L*ve" me and I believe its true..
But then I need you and you say " Hell with you"
You push me around and knock me down..
My name will one day be on a polished rock..
A broken soul that the world forgot....
Shattered tears...
Scattered fears...
I didn't want to see you cry..
But now I must say goodbye

No One Understands

As these pills lay life-lessly in my hand
I've come to the final conclusion that no one will ever get it or understand..
I know now that this is my only way out...
No one really knows whats in me or what my heart is truely about..
Staring at all the pills beautiful shapes...
Wondering how much this body can take....
Every colorful shape has a meaning...
Deep inside my heart and soul is screaming..
Everything is so wrong...
A girl like me just doesn't belong..
I've tried everything.. Even reaching out...
But no one gets it.. No one hears me when I shout..
DO they take me seriously? I don't think so..
Maybe it's time for this bleeding heart of mine to stop and my broken soul just go..
GO far away where no one can harm me.. In my Dreams In My sleep..
All these wounds are far beyond skin deep..
No one truely cares they just FAKE IT...
This is my hearts last straw I can't TAKE IT..
I've tried too hard for far too long
Whispers.. Just doesn't belong..
Childhood screams.. Shattered Dreams..
Steel knife in my back
Always under attack..
Whispers ..can't take it nomore.. Whispers.. is done
Her life has yet to be lived or begun...
Whispers is "Fragile" A glass child as they all say...
But something has taken this girl's spark away...
The glimmer of hope has finally shatterd and has been torn...
Whispers.. wishes she was never born...
Before you look at me and you decide to bring me down and make me look like a clown..
Remember the look on my face... The one thats always a frown..
Don't forget my face and don't forget me..
Cause remember we will never forget you...
We will haunt you and taunt you like you did to us
No one in this world can we trust..