Everywhere I go
I see people my age happy...

If I said I was leaving would anyone care?
Would anyone look at pictures and remember...

I was afraid of you.
I fell so hard, yet you caught my fall...

Lonely mind I cant see its to dark.
My heart is empty and I'm falling apart...

Is there a such thing called happiness?
Ive never seen a happy ending...

I never once cut myself on accident
I just cut myself to watch myself bleed...