You had no right treating me the way you did,
I was a grown woman not a stupid little kid...

Sick of living
Sick of life...

Here i am traveling to my death,
Counting down the minutes till i draw my last...

I'm drowning in my thoughts
so i'm putting my hands up for help...

Why is it always me that has to ring you,
Weeks could go by and you wouldn't have a clue...

I know deep down there's something wrong with me,
Is everyone blind why can't they see...

I'm sorry for every time i let you down,
And I'm sorry for every time i made you frown...

Too many nights this week
I've lay there with tears rolling down my cheek...

Why can't i shift these memories in my head
They just wont go...

Sometimes its quite scary the thoughts that come...
Thoughts of wanting to cut myself (again ) and...

Always feeling empty inside,
Never wanting to face up to things Just want to...

These feelings inside are so hard to hide,
I want to jump about, scream and shout...