Why are you the one in my head,
you should be dead to me...

I want out,
out of this place i call home...

A sad girl cries behind these eyes,
but no one looks deep enough to see...

They are beginning to see through my lies,
see through to my cuts...

The rain drops on my window,
sound much like the tear drops on my pillow...

The way he treats me,
just like I'm nothing less than an object that he...

I can't be the perfect child that you want me to...
even though i have tried so many times before...

You don't know how many times I've put this blade...
or how many times I've pulled the trigger to see...

I miss you,
I know your in the wind now wild and free...

I feel I'm slipping away from the world,
my wounds that once seemed to heal...

It's not that you need to cut,
it's just that the pain is a sudden rush to you...

There are deep cuts on the surface of my skin for...
I cut myself night after night just to see the...