Holding inside
is a love that is very alive...

As I sit here and cry
I think about you and I...

All this depression in my life
wont go away not even with a knife...

All this pain i feel
don't exactly know how to deal...

Siting all alone
no surprise at all...

I can see them staring at me
The blood scorching eyes...

I cut my wrists
while listening to evanescence...

I wonder if I can ever get rid of this frown
will my life even change...

The words can never explain
the love I still have for you...

I am so stupid
i went and did something with another guy...

I don't want to sit at home
and cry all alone...

I feel the cold dampness of the world around me
Does everyone else around me see what i see...