With nothing to do
I lay and think of you...

I cry tears,
I have fears...

Whats the point in points?
Whats the point in life...

To see this smile upon my face
For all of you to say I'm a disgrace...

In a pool of blood,
I lay and Cry...

I'm The girl, with a broken smile,
Looks permanently perfect...

Label me with what you please
At the end of the day I am not a tease...

When I'm gone, will yew remember me?
When I'm gone, will i be the forgotten one...

Why am I afraid?
Afraid of living...

Mummy my wrist are bleeding
Mummy your making me hurt...

Take control they say
I reply I have control...

I'm so ashamed of feeling this way..
Knowing that every single day...