Let us search for this meaning
That same one that gives us feeling...

Look at me
look into my eyes...

I will love you today
although im not sure about tomorrow...

Locked up in that dingy, dingy room
her one space ,one space of doom...

Tell me a story a story of anguish and puerile...
do anything anything,put your hands in my fate...

If i could id turn the clock
so you`ll never see...

My dearest sister of pain
i never knew this feeling until i read them again...

Hide your self
so your liked ,so you fit in...

I found it hard to tell
but they caught me when i fell...

She stays in her room all day
no one comes up to see if shes okay...

I see my broken face
i think what a waste...

The cuts on your arms
you say its just self harm...