Sometimes I wonder why I try.
Why I bother.
Why I cry.
I know this love 'aint working, but still I make an effort.
Why?

Each new cut, shining so brightly on such scarred and deformed skin, just serves as a reminder of what a failure I am.

Blood for tears,
Cut to cry,
Always wondering,
Why I try.

I don’t want to grow up
I don’t want to leave wonder land,
But I must,
So can you lead the way?
Can you hold my hand?
I can’t make it without you.

I threw my shattered heart at you, and you dropped it with a careless ease.

Hold me close,
Keep at bay the fears,
Dry my eyes,
Wipe away the tears

I stand in the shadows, so you can’t see my tears...

I know sinning is a crime beyond reason,
But I intend to face my treason,
No matter what,
No matter what,
No matter what they do to me,
I will face the treason.

How do you make a sausage roll?

Push it down a hill!

How am i supposed 2 sit here and be happy?
How am I supposed 2 have a smile on my face,
When all I can feel is the pain in my empty heart