Why do I have these scars? They should just disappear so I will be able to forget the past and then I might start worring about the future..

I truly don't know what hurts worse being called the names or being slapped...

Love is the chapter of my life I forgot to read...

Pale face, crying eyes, worring of you and not knowing what to do...

A single drop will fall... then everyone will know that she has lost it all

That little knife will save me from those big problems...

That cut healed fast as if it never happened...

(if someone knows why please tell me... that kind of confussed me)

I don't know how I would be able to get out of that hole I digged without your love to give me wings to fly out

(this is for my cousin... we thought she might have had skin caner but we found out it is something else :')... yay)

That knife will never be red and her eyes will never drowned again...

Love is but a mer memory of what made her smile and what destroyed her...