You call yourself a friend,
I don't even think you'll be here with me to the...

I was the 6year old who played with girly toys,
I was the 6year old girl who said...

Theres this.........
incompleted...

A heart wrapped with love..
Wrapped with hate...

The sensation of you in which once gave warmth..
Heat captured in the moment of lust...

Slitting my wrists,
Thinking of our last kiss...

A spark of jealousy,
A spark of desire...

Missing the reality of you and me,
the emptiness that no one seems to see...

For what people make of us is nothing but harsh,
a passion so dark...

I tried
i failed...

The tears of pain streaming down my face,
The coldness taking hold of me...

For a frame of a second, everything stops.
Everyones happy... never better...