When all I can think about is cutting myself, I know somethings seriously wrong.

The cuts show the emotions I can't.
The blood crys the tears that I don't.
My smiles fake my tears are real.
How can I tell you i'm dying.

It started out like a fairytale..It ended like a nightmare...

I'm not afraid to die. I'm more afraid to live.

Hope for the best but expect the worst.

For a dreamer nights the only time of day..

Broken down, like a mirror smashed to pieces.
You learn the hard way,to shut your mouth and smile.
Simple plan- No Love.

"My Weakness is,That i care to much."

"Scars" Papa Roach

You will never ever know me. You think you do, you'll believe it. But you never will. Noone does.

Say your fine when your crying,noone believes you,
Smile when your dying,noone says a word.