I don't see the point in leaveing because no one will notice me gone

Destruction of the heart leads to destruction of the wrist

Your flithy hands smother me

Its up to you what you do but don't tell me what i can n cnt do

Living in a nightmare

Is it that all i am to you is i am some sort of doll you can throw around and break?

Wahey, you found out my secret, yes i do still have the voices...

Each tear i have cried safely goes away in a jar. Waiting for the day i can drown you in them. Each bit of blood lost safely goes away in a jar. Waiting for the day i can cut you like you did me!

All that is left of me is who i'm poretending to be

No longer will you see me cry