Picture frame

Picture frame

all u see is the happy times inside this picture frame,
not the bad times, ,just the good everything just stays the same
tears drop from my eyes as i watch the blood flow.
i keep thinking to myself is this the final blow ?does anyone really know
what it is u hide behind all those baggy clothes ? smiles so bright u just
dont relize my fright, my truth,my lies. call me deceiving ,you\'ll never
know the truth as i lay inside this picture framelooking like a goof. scars so obvious yet still noone notices,
are u so sure that they\'ll notice your gone ,or will they just forget and move on?
this picture frame full of lies is the reason noone hears my cries .noone knows the troubles i hide
within, this picture frame full of lies ,full of hate, full of cries.all these voices in the back of my head
continue to hurt me as my arms blead but yet again, all you see is the happy times inside this picture frame,
not the bad times just the good , everything just stays the same..........