A broken girl,
A broken life,
Her wrists scared from the kninfe
The tears roll down her face
As she thinks about all the pain shes caused,
Shes a dissapointment
thats what everyone says,
people always saying,
life would be better if she was dead
always thinking about regrets,
and making more mistakes
she starts to wonder to herself how many cuts it really takes,
that girl is me,
wishing my life away
the thing holding me back is you
im hurting inside i wish you knew
i lock myself in the bathroom
wanting to pull the trigger
but i look up and see the picture of us on my wall,
the last thing ill do is make one more call
no answer from you,
I leave a message saying i love you
my finger slips,
the triggers pulled
no more love,
no more pain,
no more me,
i was hurting inside,
I wanted you to see.....
