Sitting here with a blank head
Thinking of what there is to be sad...

+Walking around with a fake smile
Knowing its been an act all this while...

~Shivering hard deep inside
Thinking of whats on my mind...

Slashing my skin
Bleeding my tears...

You made me cry when i was little
You didn't even remember the next day...

Her wonderful knife fell out of her bloody hand
She was pronounced dead and buried it this land...

~Sitting in these florecent lighted rooms
because of my self~inflickted wounds...