Sitting here with a blade in my hand,
I think about you...

To die is not to get to an end.
It is far from the end...

Feelings of fear
Build up inside...

I'm just your average teenage girl
Trying to be myself...

Daily I feel stressed,
Ripping my hair...

Hate.
Such an angry word...

Please say you'll
Hold me until the night is through...

I cut myself last night.
But so deep...

How are we supposed to
Communicate how we feel...

Death is a tragic thing,
No matter how it occurs...

I never thought that I
Would find a love like you...

With a heart of stone
I remember that yesterday's gone...