To Anyone Who Thinks I'm Crazy Part II

Swallow the emotions that hit you like a speeding truck.
Suck it up, you weakling.
He'll never love me the way I love him.
So maybe she'll love me like I love her.
So many options of who to love.
But which fish?
Which fish should I choose out of this sea?
Is it you?
Or is it you, Mr.Wannabe?
Am I living a nightmare?
A nightmare where I never find what I'm looking for?
Well...that sucks ass.
Because I will fight until I find my freedom.
Liar Liar, pants on fire.
You lied and now I'm out to kill.
I'm like lightning.
One strike, and baby it hurts.
I'm a Phat White girl,
and you know what they say.
"Look out for that crazy white chick."
Bitch!
Fuck you and your sorry excuse for a boyfriend.
I don't need a man to make me feel good about myself.
Cause, bitch, I know your secret.
He beats you like the mule that you are.
Get your ass up off that glass-covered floor
And fuckin' fight back.
You may get your ass kicked,
But at least you tried.
These aren't tears cause you're yelling, ma.
These are tears of anger,
And it's the only thing I can do without beating your ass down.
I'll be strong,
But at the moment...
I need my space.
I need to gather my thoughts so I can use them against you.
You can't hold me back.
I WILL break free from you're powerful claws.
You're the monster that was under my bed,
And now I'm your own personal demon.
I will hunt you down,
and you know I don't give up.
Light me up a cig,
I've smoked it once
And I'll do it again.
Slut, you say?
Bitch, call me what you want.
Cause I know who I am,
And I see you for what you are...
A nobody.
Maybe you would be a somebody if you weren't committing suicide.
Don't you get it?
Imitation is suicide, babe.
I sent out the update years ago.
Commit suicide and die?
Or be your own person?
I'd choose answer B,
if you ask me.
Remember?
I'm the voice inside your head.
And I know how to use it against you.
You lie awake at night,
because I'm your conscience.
I tell you what's right and what's wrong.
Listen and maybe you'd understand...
There's a better life out there, waiting.
Time won't make this right...
If you act now,
you'll be free sooner than you'd think.
Breathe.
Now the voices in MY head are telling me to kill you.
Baby, run until you trip...
I'll get you...
The sands of time are against you...
Oops...
I didn't mean to trip you.
I guess your times up.
Laughing in the darkness,
I get the blade of sin...
It's dripping from it's last victim.
Now you're chance of freedom is gone,
And your life has wasted away.
Slice.
I guess I'll see you on the other side, Freedom.
Daddy's an alcoholic who'd rather drink and drive
Than be a father to his only daughter.
You're all alone on this cold street,
Bleeding the freedom onto the pavement.
The homeless all gather to wonder,
Why is freedom slipping through their fingers?
What kind of human would steal another's freedom?
Why would they cage such an innocent monster?
I'll tell you why...
Because her mother was a power hungry maniac.
Now Freedom's mother has killed her dreams of becoming something.
Something that would set millions more free.
Congratulations, mommy...
You've driven your daughter to do what no one would understand...
She killed herself.
Why, you ask?
Don't you get it yet?
You stole her life...
her dreams...
her heart...
her passion...
her everything.
Good job, momma.
I congratulate you.

Love,Marriänné Catherine Grace
Age 14
Written: Saturday, May 16th 2009, 3:57:42 PM