What's the point on living, if you're living to die?

Should I smile because you lied to me or should I smile because you hid the truth from me?

When I tell people the truth, why do they think I'm lying?

I don't need permission.. I can make my own decisions

Perfect lies from a perfect hate

Words lie, but my eyes won't.

My eyes and scars will tell what I cannot say.

му Ыοοďѕ ā мilliои ѕтояίεѕ .

Life would be so much BETTER if I were like her.

There's a girl in my mirror, crying and there's nothing I can do to make her feel alright.