She sits and locks her tears in;
No one would suspect her pain...

Once again I am alone
Sitting in my room with the phone...

Was she ever really there
Did they even really care...

Feeling so happy and so real
All this likeness i do feel...

All day i cry
My life is a lie...

Her heart was first broken as a little kid
It was broken by what her father did...

In her little tomb she lies with a fixed smile
In her little tomb she's been waiting for awhile...

Fake smile on my face
Knowing life is just a waste...

Silent screams in the lonely dark
She has made a new bloody mark...

Why can't she just smile for real?
And be happy and feel...

She tries her best to get good grades
But her saddness never fades...

+I fell to the ground in my room
Just thinking of my new inflickted wound...