Scarred wrists and mascara tears that the world will never see... |
Tonight I will let my blood pour out on my selfish raid... |
My tears unravel like ripped ribbons. |
"What are those broken pieces, there?" You ask. |
Dreams don't come true...That's why I'm still here. |
Let me go...I'm not worth holding onto. |
Every slit on my wrist is another pain that you will ignore, because you don't want to accept the fact that I'm not okay. |
"Relationships are like glass; it's better to leave it broken, rather then hurting yourself trying to put it back together." |
Don't die for those who hate you. |