As the blood drips from my open veins
A tear runs down my face...
I let go of you my angel,
to soon now i see...
Straight down the wrist is what I think of you.
I'm held together by stiches, tape and glue...
You know I keep saying that "I HATE YOU"
You know I told-ed you that you're not my brother...
I hate my life
so with this knife...
I try so hard for you to approve,
but no matter what i do, your never happy...
I am the luckiest to have got you
my sisters, loving and caring...
Sometimes i miss your smile, sometimes i miss your...
Life is confusing
sometimes i hate it & sometimes i love it...
I grew up looking up to you,
you were always there for me...
I hate my life,it's so horrible I just want to...