Sometimes i believe that the world would be much better if i wasnt a part of it |
You can only tell i have sadness in my heart by the markings on my wrist |
Its not missing you that kills me the most its the way i dont know why that breaks me apart |
Even though i know i will never get him back..part of me still believes that he is the only true love for me |
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 |
Maybe this is why no one will miss me once ive gone through with my perfect suicide |
My days are spent in the shadows of others because my true identy is lost and will never really be found |
...and everyday my heart cries out for the love it used to have |
Never forgive, never forget |
I hope you never forget about me and how much i used to care |