As the blood drips down my hand from my wrists,
i wonder if what you said was real...

Life is to hard to understand,
one day its good the other day its bad...

I lay on my bed and look and the wall thinking,
i am thinking of you...

I talk to you at school,
i talk to you on the phone...

To me love is pain,
it is blind...

When you have a crush it feels good
you would like to share it with them...

Sometimes i feel so alone,
i feel like no one cares...

As the day had gone to night,
i walk home...

Some times I lay in bed and think,
I think of you the love of my life...