She wears a plastic smile
It torments her to lie...

Sing me one last lullaby
As I cry myself to sleep...

It's a cycle that I can't run from.
I've been tested over and over...

All you need to know someone is ears,
and no one uses them...

And I'm not really sure
What I'm doing this for...

I place my pn to the paper, My blood is pumping...
It holds my thoughts and emotions, my never ending...

I've let my emotions get the best of me again
I've ignored all signs of friendship...

Sleep has not been something to come easy lately.
I don't know why...

Sometimes I just don't know what to do or how to...
I don't cut...