I site here thinking of life
how its like up above
i never really have been a believer
the angles never came to visit
as a little girl i use to pray to the heavens
now i just wish and hope for my forgivness and act selfish
only wish upon myself
don't ask to bless anyone else
my job is to try to not slit my wrists
everything i said i would never do, i have now suddently accomplished
these are my worst thoughts
damaging myself, and those close to my heart
i don't know what to say, or what to think
so confused and blinded by my parents past mistakes
i need someones eyes to see
the truth that is inside of me
i cannot find the way, may someone guide me?
speak to me gently
with a sweet tone, sweet. but not soar
i try to find answers
can't depends on anything or anyone
but just for the day, i'll let someone take my hand
