Fear stitches my lips shut
sealing my unspoken words...
If you only knew the pain you caused me,
Then you'd understand the anger I feel towards...
Ending it tonight,
she's finally saying goodbye...
Please, tell me the truth;
When you look into my eyes...
Am I imagining things?
Four years later, finally...
A pinky promise,
connecting their hearts together...
There's no in between with us,
nothing or together...
Looking for living proof of a white knight,
who will treat me with love and respect...
One, two, three,
she counts the cuts that...
Don't look me in the eyes,
you wont see the truth, only the lies...
Its back,
that dreaded addiction she has...
The feeling of the knife slitting my wrist,
all the pain it feels good but hurts at the same...
You see her smiling, saying she's ok.
But do you really know what shes tryna say...
I might be strong, or I might be weak.
I dont want anyone to see, what love has done to...
"I can't do this anymore,"
She silently whispers...
Days after your death,
A calming presence overcomes me...
A Beautiful Girl,
betrayed by everybody she loves...
Hope,
Faith...
Scars,
on her wrist...
When I said it didn't phase me
when you left, couldn't you tell I...
Notes lay scattered on the desk,
Pages after pages of the way she felt...
I looked into her eyes
I got lost in their depth...
Writing in her diary, spilling out her entire...
every drop of ink lets out her hidden pain...
Serene calmness takes over as anger suddenly
Erupts from deep down in your core...
One crime scene,
Two fingerprints...
If time could be reversed,
I'd go back to the moment of our first kiss...
I am a daughter, grand-daughter, mother, sister...
I am confident and scared, terrified and excited...
It all started with not talking to people when I...
I do nothing wrong
Why am I a target...
Thoughts of you torment me,
But I have to push them away...
Their everywhere I turn.
Their everywhere I stare...
I'm alright.
Now don't you pray...
She's so strong
look how she walks...
I lack that self confidence that everyone needs.
I lack that belief that I can succeed...
I'm not what you would call "perfect"...
Hairs always a mess, I get pimples here and there...
She's in denial,
bruises cover her weak body...
We met in the eleventh grade,
You instantly caught my eye...
Looking over her lifeless body,
Murdered by her beloved boyfriend...