Behind my smile i scream and cry
sitting here dreaming...

Dear Estelle,
I'm sorry you ever met me...

Trying so hard to Holt my emotion
i loved you for you and your devotion...

I miss your voice
i miss your smile...

If i don't make it threw
i want you to know...

In this corner i sit and cry
no one comforts me...

For everything there must come a last.
A last minute, a last hour, a last month, day, or...

I locked the door
for good reason you see...

Sitting hear thinking
about how life would be...

Two years of my life i was in your control
no friends no family no life no soul...

I cut myself with razor blades
to dull the pain inside...

You pushed me to the limit
you told me time and time again...