Its so hard
to put on my mask...
Memories after memories
coming and going...
Erase my past
erase my future...
You say i whine
and cry to much...
I'm tired of cutting
I'm tired of smoking...
I feel apart missing
all the way from inside...
No words
no tears...
Bored here all alone
Thinking of all the terror...
I'm tired of being nice
I'm tired of pretending...
As a drop of rain falls down
it disappears and never found...
You've never had to go though this
so don't say anything at all...
Looking back on the past
you feel like crying...