Maybe If I Die He'll Notice Me...

'Cuts like glass mirrors pressed to the skin, Broken lives bleeding out'

The loyal heart has hidden treasures. In secrets kept, In silence sealed.

“Behind every B**** is a cut that makes her that way…”

Sometimes All I Can Feel Is Pian,
And I Wonder Why...
Then I Realize I Have Myself To Blame.

In Hell No One Can Hear You Scream...

I Live Behind A Fake Smile,
I pretend Each Day,
Who Ever Said Pain heals In Time,
Didn't Know What To Say.

I’m the jigsaw left unfinished.

It’s all fake. Big fat happy smile on the outside. Dead on the inside.

I play with my cards held close to my chests. The perfect poker player.