*My friend wrote this for me, I can't thank her...
I never really knew what to expect...
Do her bruises not affect you?
Do you really think she fell...
I'm sorry I still love you
I'm sorry I still care...
Razor slices to open veins
All that remains are bloody stains...
I walk slowly through the hall
As people sit crying on the floor...
I can't say I'll really ever hate you
Because the truth is that I won't...
I'm sick of these sad love poems
that are always about you...
I don't think you really love me
My instinct tells me "No"...
You say you didn't mean it
That you don't want a break...
I really tried my best to love you
I thought that you would care...
You say your life is hard
That school is just too much...
This always seems to happen
Me feeling so very lost...