I have broken free and yet i am still lost.

Since they all found out the old things i guess i need to write up a new suicide note..... starting with good bye

I can now handle every thing and anything
that is the one and only test i havent failed!

Some times the simpalist words can mean so much...
tears regrets cuts memories stains

i dont know y but they hit me like a stone!

I do this all for attention
or so you say
yea right!
your the one who did this to me!

Its like when it rains..
if you look at it dead on you cant see the rain dorps
but if you look real hard youll be able to see each and every single drop as it drips l
etting you know you arent alone

They told me that when angels cry it rains
well then how come when i cry it doesnt
am i not dead.. yet??
or am i just in hell?...

She wishes that she could be like that
they tell her she is but she doesnt believe
believe in her
believe in yourself
perfict is never good enough

so y even try??

Out of this chair
half acoss the room
half way down the block
or half way to the moon
how far do i have to go to make u unerstand??

How far do i have to go to make u understand, i wanta make this work soo much it hurts but i just cant, keep on living go on living with the way things are, soo im goina walk away, and its up to u to say... how far!!