It's a strange feeling when you don't care anymore and your only will is to die. |
It's not a matter of forgiving, |
And as the blade cuts deeper, I know I will not be able to cover up the scar and erase the memories from my mind... |
Even with hell burning all around me, I still keep my sight set on my one and only goal: |
I wish you knew how much I hate you... |
Your kind words used me |
I cannot believe the happiness I felt while I was living through your abuse. |
Even though I smile back, once you're gone I whisper three words I really shouldn't say... |
I hope you know I really hate you... |
You're the one who treats me like dirt; |