Her smiles getting smaller each and every day, Her laugh is getting quieter by the second, yet no one notices, and so she slowly starts to wear away... |
Strong as she stands; |
I have a boyfriend now |
Sometimes I stare at myself |
She never happy with herself |
)She has an art. |
She paints a pretty picture, but their is a little twist, the paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist |
Why does almost every girl |
For her, being without him was the |
A clean room is the sign of a wasted life ** haa haa then ive never wasted a second** |