My smile is broken,
you made it this way,
with your cruel words & wicked laugh,
I wish you would stop,
I want to be happy,
you make me cry myself to sleep,
everyone asks whats wrong,
like they really care,
I wish someone was here to care,
why is it that I still care about you?
after all you have done?
why do people have to be evil?
do you get some kind of pleasure out of making people feel like crap?
you make some people want to take the knife,
or even their life.
