Stop the world...I wanna get off

Im

F...fu**ed up

I...insecure

N...neurotic

E..emotional

just F.I.N.E

All those scars on her arms: dont worry she says their just little reminders of how many times he broken her heart.

No one knew that she was pretending all along.She faked the happiness & said nothing was wrong. Looking in the mirror she sees a broken smile striving for perfection. This girl is just tired of all the rejection.

Yeah they talk about me. I smile like I'm so tough & say"Hey can you talk a little louder,I don't think my heart is broken enough"

Sometimes I Just Wish I Could Turn Silence Up.

A heart that dared to love,
Once wished upon the stars,
Now chains forever binding,
Still bleeding bloody scars....

Suicide has me by that hand & suicide for some reason, it feels so right.

It takes a lonely heart to wish they were dead, But damn it takes a lonely soul to wish they had never even lived.

I'm on the edge of breaking down. Words pound against my skull, words that mean absolutely nothing. When will my nightmare end?