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by Raychil Oct 28, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I failed to keep my promises I think I always will Although I try my best There's a need I have to fill It's hard to tell my friends That I let them down To see the smiles on their faces Quickly turn to frown It's even harder when I lie And promise them some more But deep inside I know The promise is unsure I guess it further proves my point That all I do is hurt I don't make anyone happy enough To feel my own worth The scars will keep on rising More blood will be my cost And all of these promises Will always end up lost I'm surprised they still trust me But it's only because they don't know That saying I'll stop is one thing But doing it is hard to let go.