People say that you will get through hard times.
But what if you don't? what happens?

My heart wants him so badly it kills.
But my brain says, "no, he'll hurt you."

Why did he choose me?
he could of had anyone?
what makes me special?
i always thought i was worthless.

Writing doesn't even block out my bad thoughts
Now my heart sits numbly as my body rots
Death crosses my mind countless times
Because of my sadness my wrists are covered with lines

I used to have so many faults. Now I only have two. Everything I say and everything I do.

Death is God's way of saying you're fired. Suicide is humans way of saying you can't fire me, I quit.

You keep me awake, you stay with me until im asleep, you keep me sane, but seeing you makes me go insane(:

I broke my neck today, i fell, and you weren't there.

When you left, my heart shattered. Now I'm trying to glue back the peices. It appears that you kept a peice to remember me by. I need it back.

I want to be flawless.