What is the point
all I know is pain...

I told you I loved you
you spited in my face...

So the ghosts of my past
comes back to haunt me...

Cathy
so nice...

My love for you is
like my need for air...

Here I am
sitting in my room having a break down...

Why does it seem like no one cares?
Why does it seem like i am made out of air...

Protecting the ones I love
the people whi means everything to me...

I'm at my breaking point
the next thing that hurts me...

Life can be hard. Life can be horible. It can...

Allie
your name brings a smile to my face...

Here I am. Locked in my room again
Razor in my hand again. Ready to feel pain again...