I was never perfect,
But i was always me...

The wheels turn,
The clock will chime...

Your joking, and you smile,
Haven't seen that for a while...

In these place i stand alone,
Reading a lowly gravestone...

You see her smiling,
No tears anywhere near...

I'm used,
and abused...

Hold you closely, You here at my side,
I pull you so near, and in your ear, I confide...

Sitting here in darkness,
The cut's released the pain...

A poem for forever,
A poem that won't die...

I take the knife,
To take my life...

I see the little shine in you eyes,
Even if your tear stained, from her evil lies...

How can you look at yourself knowing?
How can you look in the mirror everyday...