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*I'm drowning in a red river, *A river of blood and tears *And I'm being dragged down *By everybody's fears
I cause myself pain just to know that I'm still alive
I feel as if I'm barely alive Pain and hate builds up inside My secrets never seem to be kept They laughed during the times I wept Why won't anyone help?
If you die a little each time you cry, why am I not dead yet?
We were supposed to be friends forever. Forever must not have been that long.