I sit down to write,
My heart pours out.
Words flow like tears.
The tears I am afraid to cry.
I am a writer.
I am not a smiler.

It breaks my heart to see
he's broken because of me.

Crying on the inside.
dying on the outside,
outside from them
with their locks of secret smiles.

Ill wear your love as a balloon
And tie it round my wrist
So it doesnt fly away from me.

Ill never feel as alone
As when I am alone with you.

I felt like the sister of an only child.
A stanger in my own home.

I put my faith in you,
I give my heart to you,
Everything I do...
Every breath for you.

I try to get through everyday and everyday it kills me.

I don't want to cry anymore.

It sickens me
The way i was your heart as cheap jewlery.