A Break Up Is Like A Broken Mirror..
It Is Better To Leave It Broken...

Ink blots blue
spread accross the paper...

Amongst the reeds
the wind stirred...

You never seem to care
you just keep on going...

I glance down and realize
this time Ive gone too far...

I sit here crying over you
why did you leave...

I look at him from afar i know him
he doesn't know me...

Ive never realy me him
but this much i know...

I sit alone
chilled to the bone...

Ice cubes burning my thigh,
before the blade comes crashing down...

I wear a mask?
does anyone know...

They tell us to grow up
but there immature...