You say you love me,
But sum how everything I tell u, she seems to...
I When I tell you I wanna go,
Are you going to try and stop me...
Im going to implode or explode,
From all of this pressure you put me in...
The rumors people started,
The ones made to hurt...
They wont leave us to be together
Not now, not forever...
-=[]The small cuts in my [wrist], |
[Flirting[with]Suicide] |