My blood runs cold,
Cold as ice,
You did it to me,
You were my only vice.
I was once kind,
Now I'm cold,
My heart is made of stone,
Or so I've been told.
No room to love,
Or even forgive,
I'm really cautious,
The rest of my life I live.
On the outside I'm hard,
On the inside I'm sad,
I can't show my emotions,
So I'm hateful and mad.
I can't give anyone,
One last chance,
I still miss you,
You're always my final glance.
Whats wrong with me?
I don't even know,
I'm still in love with you,
Even though it could never be so.
I should just stop,
I know its true,
But then again,
Its so hard to stop loving you.
I was so happy,
I never had to cry,
I never cut myself,
I never wanted to die.
Now I'm stuck here,
Feeling sorry for myself,
Not giving a damn,
Or asking anyone for help.
I'm selfish and cold,
Maybe happy at sight,
A cold hearted witch,
Who puts up a fight.
My life is in shambles,
My feelings a mess,
I've swallowed myself,
In emotional distress.
