Know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside, to try to kill the pain on the inside.

I see the blood all over your hands. Does it make you feel more like a man? Was it all just a part of your plan? The pistol's shaking in my hands. And all i hear is the sound.

Just because her eyes don't tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry. And just because she comes off strong, doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.

My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams. I'm hoping things will look up, and right when they do, there's always something to mess it up, and we're back at square one.

Things are going crazy and I'm not sure who to blame. Everything is changing and I don't feel the same. I'm slipping through the cracks of floors I thought were strong. I'm trying to find a place where I feel like I belong.

People think she's so strong. Because she [pretends] nothing is wrong.

Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words that go unsaid. Words of longing, love, anger, and hate, all repeating inside my head.

Tears have come and tears have gone. My emotional torment still lives on. The scars right here upon my wrist, are what have helped me get through this.

Don't be fooled by her smile, inside she's breaking.

I just wanna end it all. Should I trip or should I fall. Will someone be there to catch me when I'm falling to the ground, or will I be there forever lying there with no sound.