You dug your grave,
and your about to bury yourself in it !

I'm starting to think that things never get better.

As she looks in the mirror
blood streaming down her wrists
she thinks to herself
is this what they wanted
and right before she drops to the floor she whispers
"I hope your happy now"

Beginnings are great but, with every new begin, there's an end.

If you really knew me, you would know that I'm the girl who comes off as happy, but there's more to me that hides beneath my smile. And if you really knew me you would know that I push people away when I need them the most.

You're on a path of destruction and there's no one there brave enough to stop you.

It's too late to save you now.

You're not okay, and at this point, I don't think you ever will be.

You walk around with a painted smile on your face everywhere you go.
But inside your falling apart, and you won't let it show.

I don't understand how people can just erase you from their lives just because it's easier than working things out.