I'm sorry I hurt you so
I'm sorry I make you suffer...

Someone once told me
There was this place you could go...

I'm breaking slowly
I'm loosing my breath...

So glittery is the snow
So beautiful you'll never know...

What is the word
When your feeling more than one thing...

This feeling is stale
It's the one that makes my mouth dry, and achy...

The girl who hates pink has rambling eyes
trying to think of the next hurtful scheme...

Sanity is worth the price I pay
Questions, worry, and suffering is the only way...

I have been etched with reality
It’s tattooed on my heart...

Fake smiles, flirty eyes
Dirty schemes and lies...

There is nothing left to do
But sigh of frustration...

This feeling
Hidden deep inside my soul...