If you were here by my side again,
what would you think of me now?

You're killing everything in me!

Many people are scared of death.
I'm not, because for me death would come as a release.

You make me feel so worthless.
Why do you put me down everytime we meet?
Why do you treat me like shit?

Don't ask me why I have these scars on my wrists...And please don't ask why I'm so depressed...You wouldn't even understand...

I'm not able to show the people I love how important they are to me.
I'm not able to treat people right.
I always argue with the most important persons in my life.
I always lose the ones I can't live without.
I guess in some way I'm cursed.

It seems like I'm the biggest mistake in the whole world.

I think you will never recognize how much it hurts to see the scars on your wrists.

Once again I wish I could end it all and could start over again...

The first time they asked me if I'm okay I told them I'm not. But then I got fed up with their questions. They never understood how I really felt. So I decided to smile although I was dying inside.