Whisper in my ear
On more little song
Just hold me in your arms
And pretend nothing's wrong

And.dreams.just.aren't.what.they.used.to.be...

So cry upon a dying star
let the misery fill your lungs
retrace the fading scar
embrace what you've become

Hearts aching for something to call their own....Empty hands reaching out with nothing to hold onto but hope....

It's hard to be happy when you have scars as contstant reminders of what you did.

I cannot move. I cannot breath. Memories fill my mind as my blood runs cold. No one notices, no one cares. All I can see is the light breaking my endless night....

To me a smile just hides one more tear....

The hardest thing in life is trying to be yourself in a world that works night and day to change who you are...

Slit your wrist because of pain and sorrow, and pray that you don't live to see tomorrow.

I guess I was right all along. My fairytale was too good to be true...