Things people do not know about me |
Wake up..
Open your jaded eyelids, how many hours did u cry...
Feelings retention
Bursts in dreams...
I believe it's some kind of curse
I've been born with it...
Now I know
that I keep on being tested...
When I close my eyes every night
I try to collect the pieces of the broken picture...
I would cut those wrists |
Out of all the people she could hate.. she picked herself |
When pain starts to make you feel alive.. you know you've crossed the point of no return |