She hears a massive click as once again she punches the wall. She cant feel the pain that should be there because she is angry. Angry at herself for believing his silly little lies again!

And Once Again Tears Run Dwn Her Cheeks,
She Looks In The Mirror The Dwn At Her Wrists,
Blood Is Dripping Onto The Floor,
Sh Dnt Wnna Live No More
And Its All Your Fault,
You Left Her Like This
You Left Her Is This Painful Mess!

I Used To B So Strong,
Strong Enough To Put That Fake Smile On My Face But Now I Cant Even Do That
Im Simply Not Strong Enough!

All She Sees Now Is Strong Little Me, The One That Has Always Bin There For Her, The One That Can Deal Wit It All...But She Sees The Scars She Hears The Tears But Never Admitts It...One Day It'll B Too Late!

Nd The Blade Cuttin Into My Now Scarred Up Wrists Is The Only Thing That Makes Me Feel Alive!

Sucicidal Is Her Favourite Word, She Loves The Way It Makes Her Feel Free....But Now Its Not Jus A Word To Her Its Wat She Has Become

Now Im In This Condition,
Ive Got All The Symptoms,
Of A Girl With A Broken Heart!

This Time Was Different,
Felt Like I Was Jus The Victim!
And it Cut Me Like A Knife,
When Yooh Walked Out Of My Life!

Maybe Jus Maybe I Believed Him, I Believed That He Cud Love Me But Why Wud He Want To Keep It A Secret

She Sed To Jus Forget Bout Yooh
She Sed Yoohr Not Worth It
She Sed Yoohr Like Evryone Else
I Herd Her But I Chose Not To Listen
And Now Im In This Mess!