His soul is shallow
his heart is hollow...

My thoughts are dead and sad
everything in them is just so bad...

When ure afraid to go asleep
just so u cant see them...

When i look up at the sky
i always see your 3 deaths...

When u left me i was right there
when u fell i was so scared...

The tears i normally cry
r becuz i dont want u to die...

In the shadows all alone
a thick sharp blade...

In the mirror
i see terror...

I'm outside scared s***less
how could i be in the mess...

The blade in my hand
the blood on my shirt...

No matter what
u say or do...

Afraid to look
afraid to see...