Its just a crush;
You will find someone new...

This depression has left her barricaded, locked in...
Not knowing who she can turn to, her feelings she...

It's 3am, she's lying on the floor,
She's use to the chills she's had them before...

I need you, like a heart needs a beat.
I need you like a puzzle needs to be complete...

She hates what she's feeling,
Words locked up in her chest...

She's kept her secrets hidden,
Hidden for too long...

Dear Diary, begins the story,
Of a girl sick of being used...

I don't know what I want anymore,
But i can't stand to be in this place...

Crying out for help,
No one seems to hear...

Lying on the bathroom floor,
In my own pool of blood...

As I sit here in my room,
Hoping I won't be here for long...

I don't know what you're thinking,
I don't know what you've been going through...