Its just another one of those days
Where your minds stuck in the past...

Such a strong trusting nature
a strong urge to please...

What happens when the butterflies are replaced...
the smiles replaced by tears...

I've spent the last three months
playing games and tearing people apart...

i was never taught how to love
never taught what it means to feel...

Some people don't dare to live their dreams
Others let them die in vain...

Pain is escape able
scars are erase able...

I feel like I'm broken damaged goods
just to be thrown away...

I sit in my room
banging my head against the wall...

Love is said to be that of a rose
oh how sweet the notion may seem...

I find myself awake at night
Wondering why I care...

Watching her sleep
wasting away in silence...