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

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

Slashing my skin
Bleeding my tears...

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...

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

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