I made him my everything
To him, i mean nothing

I wonder how i can look the same on the outside
when i feel like i'm falling apart into a million pieces on the inside

I love you, I hate me
I hate you, I cant stand me

Sometimes, you wanna just run........simply get away
You dont know where your running to, but its enough to know that your getting away

I only laugh, when I laugh at the irony that is my life

I love you,
but i'm sorry, I cant be happy for you

I try everyday to erase all traces of you -- your messages, your pictures, your letters......
But what do i do about the image of you etched in my heart????

The only reason that people actually put themselves down, is so that others can help pull them up

Sometimes, people reach out in the most subtle of ways, hoping someone will notice.
They try, then try again and when no one reaches out, which is the case most times, they wish they had never reached out to begin with,
just so it would hurt a lil less