~*~*my emotions are locked in a box |
I have cuts on my tounge |
Every smile a lie |
Every time I see you a tare is made in my heart but at the same time another tare is being heeled |
I cut to remember I cut to forget I cut to punish and show my regret to know im real and still alive to remind myself at anytime i could die |
Why is that even your HELLO’s can break my heart or make me feel like im flying is it because I hold them to high in meaning |
As much as i say your opion doesnt mean anything to me |
If your suppose to love me |
I know that I mess up alot |
Im always fallng |