Thoughts of suicide
cut away with a knife...

You're always there
You're always on my mind...

I write in a book
to tell things i cannot say...

The hurt is building up inside
Just waiting to get loose...

That is so mean
to hate the one that loves you...

People are so prejudice today
the words that they say...

How often do we smile?
How long? A while...

From you to her to me
That is the flow of the messages...

You were gone for a while
Could I trust the devilish smile...

I need an exxcuse
For when I let loose...

This is wear *** lies
I didnt even know he existed...

In the summer time flies
As you waste your nights catching fireflies...