She sits in her room,
All alone,
And no-one understands,
She trys to forget about him,
And all the pain,
But her scars remind her,
That the past is real.

Copyright Zena Barakat♥

Does it cause you pleasure to cause me pain?

&& Tonight she looked so beautiful
with blood shot eyes
&& her makeup smeared across
her tear stained face

Not even makeup could make her look beautiful.
Because real beauty is loving yourself
& thats something she could never do

Damn, she made f.ucking up look so.. Cool

Do you feel like a man when you push her around?
Do you feel better as she falls to the ground?

And when I lost you,
I lost the reason to smile

My pain you'll never know
my feelings I'll never show
the past remains nameless
&& yet you think you f.ucking know

She moved her lips to every song.
& he watched the tears fall.
But he couldn't save her.
No one could.

My arms were the paper.
Razor, the pen.
It told my whole story.