Feeling hopeless and confused,
you wander around life with your eyes shut,
hoping they don't see your face,
to see the truth of it all not to mention your cuts.
people reach out to you and try to be your friend,
you think its all they're all liars,
you think they're talking behind your back,
you see them in their little pairs.
blinking away the tears you open your eyes to see,
that you're soaking wet from the pouring rain,
it's washing away all the blood,
washing away the pain.
returning to home writing the note,
you tell your story of how he broke your heart,
how you couldnt go on,
know that you and he were now apart.
they say after you returned you were never the same,
you turned away screaming that it was his fault,
slamming the doors picking up the knife,
you walk into you room you call your vault.
locking yourself away for anyone to see,
you lay down cutting and gulping down pills,
you call him up and tell him everything,
you have the chills.
he explains why he broke your heart,
he say "i still love you baby",
then cam the tears,
i said "too bad this is my last day..."
crying to each other as i slowly faded off,
he heard my last words as my mother came in confused,
my eyes bloodshot from achohal pills and cuts,
i told him i loved him alwayzed as my mom stared helplessly as my bruises.
