I stare at my hands
Covered in blood...

Washed away memories
By crying tears...

Didn't write this one my friend did
There's so much I can't say...

>Give me your opinion<
I have this friend...

Who's is this person that I see?
For this cant be me...

The pain, it's all around me
The level is so high...

-I need advice on what to tell my friend-
How is this happening...

See I like this guy
And he likes me too...

I'm sorry you didn't love me
That you didn't care...

>Give Me Your Opinion<
My friends just found out...

>Give me your opinion<
As I sit on the floor...

>Give me your opinion<
This knife tells a story...