Kitty-Malfunction

I have an obsession with sex And a fear that I have a mental illness. I don't think I want to know what comes next Or of what I'll miss. Shout it out. I sometimes wish my Dad abused me Just to have a reason to hate him. My brother dieing was the best dream I've ever had. Say it loud. I act so proud and uncaring When really I'm paranoid of what everyone says about me. I'm afraid to admit my sexuality. My Mom is why I'm still living. Cry for it. I've never had my heart broken I lied when I said I loved him. So many things I've never spoken Those tears meant nothing. Die for it. I fake empathy And actually didn't mean those

   "Seven blackbirds sitting in a tree~" The woman’s voice carried down the hallway, accompanied by the man's screams.   Her vibrant green eyes, which seemed so vibrant with life, yet so full of death, stared down at the sobbing man. A few stray strands of pitch black hair cascaded in her face.   "Come closer and see what they be~" She continued the tune, carving deeply into the flesh of the dieing man. "Come on now Evan? What's the matter?" She cooed to him in a soft, motherly voice.   "You really are a devil, aren't you Love?" He croaked out with what little breath he had.   "Ugh... Evan, how many times have I told you not to c

    Little Jamie, was an average boy. With average parents, and average toys. He loved to spend days in his room. He loved to play pranks too, and as the saying goes, 'An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.'    With Little Jamie's pranking, he was bound to face karma some day.    One day, when Little Jamie was out pranking, he came across Old Missus Henderg's cat...    "Oh what a wonderful prank I will make!" He chuckled as he grabbed hold of the cat, and put him in a bag. "I can set him on fire, or dye him pink! Shave all his hair off, or tie catnip to his own tail!"    Now Old Missus Henderg, she was a witch, and her cat was her fa

Perfection you are, Imperfect am I. Ignorance is bliss Blissful I suffer. Tear stained pain. Tears fall everyday. Blind to all with one, True to sight the other. Divided by my fears, Divided by my gifts. Fascination with a fear, A fear with fascination. Truly I am lost, For all is wrong. Qoute the Cheshire, "We are all mad here."

I try so hard, Just to impress you, Don't believe it? Don't think it's true? I draw, and dance Sing, and play Write, and act Study, all day I try to make good grades, Just to show them off. I try to be funny, And get a boff*. I try to make art, Art to make you proud. I try to be famous, By being loud. Do you love me now? Like you do everyone else? Do you see me now? Or do I blend in everywher else? I try so many things. Just to make you happy. I try to get your attention. So you'll love me daddy.