The words fell from her pale lips
With bite marks on her tounge
The world can be so rough and not worth while
For she is confused like a bird lost in the wind...
She is crying as though it were rain
She it trying to push through her pain
So as they laugh she is sad
As the whisper she is mad
So she lives her life like a single rose
So dead and un alive as the razor slides
As the blood runs down
She feels so different but, different in a good way
As he walks upon the side of her life
He is what she needs like as though he was her drug addiction
He is what she lives for
But, she knows he wont notice
She is going to the darkness
As her life just falls to a mess...
