Ive thought of it...Ive decided
No more cutting...
I love you
You love her...
You see the outside of me
Happy and crazy...
Why ask "what's wrong?"
When nothing is ever right...
Everyone has a friend
A so called "best friend"...
Cuts are red
Bruises are blue...
Everything and everyone
makes it all worse inside...
Everywhere i go
I see you there...
Im sad when your not near
I see your face...
I wish there was no emotions left of me.
I could just fake it all...