Maybe this is why no one will miss me once ive gone through with my perfect suicide

Everyone i know thinks im too negative and theyre rite i am but its not my fault how else am i supposed feel now after someone has stolen my heart

Even though i know i will never get him back..part of me still believes that he is the only true love for me

Its not missing you that kills me the most its the way i dont know why that breaks me apart

You can only tell i have sadness in my heart by the markings on my wrist

Sometimes i believe that the world would be much better if i wasnt a part of it

Your eyes will always tell me what your heart wont let you say

How can something so perfect just fall apart..is it meant to be this way or is it just the confuzion of the heart

I tried to stop her i really did but the pain inside was just to much...she had to let go...she had to move on

Whats the point of living in a glass house. no one can come in and and no one can come out....everyone can see you trapped inside though...