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I am nothing.
But everything is something.
I know.
I cant be anything.
I'm just a baby.
Fighting on my own.
I'm just a baby,
you see?

I push people to kill themselves.
They try to get away from me.
I'm just a little worthless baby you see?

I have no job you see?
I cant even give love you see?
I could careless you see?
I play around with people like toys you see?
I do nothing to save her well being you see?
She just spends money and more money on me..
My greedy needs..
I cry for my bottle.
For love and affection unpure.
No one truly loves me.
You know?
Like why should they be bothered with
trash like me?
Just taking up space without a care you see?
I use with no emotion.
Leave my mess for the sucker I drew in with my words.
I hate myself, thats why i cut myself.
But yet again is that me calling out for someone to hear?
Like they should even waste their breath?
Like I should live again?
I hate myself all I do is use.
All I do is feed.
Feeding for my greed.
I really dont ever need,
I wish that I where dead.