I TOLD YOU DONT KNOW ME
YOU SAY YOU WANT TO MEET THE REAL ME
YOU CAN
ONCE I FIND ME AGAIN

I try so hard to be good enough foryou
but everytime i do
it just hurts me you dont love met he way i am

I dont care if im hurt
I dont care if im bleeding
I dont care how broken my heart is
but i care that if i show it
my friends will see
and they will know theres something wrong with me

Im not scared to die for myself im scared to die because i know there will be mi friends right behind me

Why does god try and test me so much...does he want me to break...is he waiting to see me die.... or is he really triing to make me stronger?

Every thought...every notion... every moment....revolves around missing you..

When ever i feel i have won the battle i fear i will lose the war....

Sucide is my way to tell good " I quit! Im tired playing his game"

Who is god to say that you are ready to go into the world without someone

Every shed tear...every scar...every thought...is a memory of what you did