This broken girl before your eyes
Sits at home and silently cries...

You lay passed out on the floor
From all of the alcohol you have consumed...

I long for the touch of the razor against my skin
Slowly digging in...

The truth finally comes out
But somehow the truth hurts more than the lie...

All of my feelings trapped in a box
Trapped in a box of pain and fear...

*I know it's kind of long but please read...
I just sit and wait for your call...

As I stare at the shattered image staring back at...
Thinking I just can't take it anymore...

Sitting on her window sill
Reflecting on years past...

I look into the mirror
And all I see...

I sit here and stare at my mother drunk on the...
Deciding I simply can't take it anymore...

I pass you in the hallway
You stop and stare...

You sit there and tell me it's dumb
But you have no clue...