All the people that i know
don't actually know the real me...

I saw him coming
I couldn't beleive...

I am ashamed of my wrists
and the sight of them brings me to tears...

People always ask if i believe in up above,
if i believe in hell or if i believe in love...

If boys and girls were more the same
would life be easier or still be like a game...

When yelled at by parents
when pressured by peers...

Christmas day is a time for love,
i know you're not here, because you're up above...

Dear mom,
I'm sorry I'm not perfect...

Soon it will be my birthday,
before i didn\'t know what i want...

Feeling alone and feeling very scared,
suicidal thought may come so please stay aware...

I guess i'm like a dieing flower
that once started from a seed...

The pressure of looking perfect
made me think of my weight so much more...