My cheeks are stained from the tears i've cried

I'd do it if i were brave, if i had courage, if i wasnt a wimp and if i thought it would mean something . .

Suicidal thoughts.

And just when you think life cant get any worse, everything gets better and its ok to smile...until the dark cloud comes again.

I wonder if it hurts to live, and if you have to try..

Tear me down, crush my spirit. i dont care anymore.

They push you until you fall
And when you're broken and pathetic
They'll care again.

You dont know how fast you're gonna lose me if you keep acting as if i dont exist .

What's the point of saying goodbye if they wont even miss you?

She says she's not hurting, but when you look in her eyes you can see her pain...

I felt it. Bled it. Screamed it.