I look in the mirror
and what do i see...

Knife to the skin
pulling back ever so slightly...

Disapointment is given to many
through tons of different stuff...

Our love must stay secret
from the rest...

I want to thank you
For the love you give me...

How do i know that its right
That this is the thing to do...

I was wrong to think you cared
To think that you you would always be there...

Stuck in a rut
Of bad habits...

I hate the way you look at me
And i hate the way u stare...

Whats the point in living
there isn't one at all...

The waves kep coming down
and I'm drowning...

There's this guy
I really like...