I listen carefully to the ticking of the clock
I'm already hiding when you break the lock...
I'll write this on paper
Instead of writing it on my wrists...
I lace up my chucks and I throw on a scarf,
Who knew these cuts would leave more than just...
I can whisper to you all my
inequities and...
There are lots of tears behind her smile
A lot of hurt behind her cheerful mood...
I am tired of this life
tired of being me...
Roses grow redder
Her eyes violent blue...
There's a girl in my mirror whose staring back at...
Tears and a heart broken are what my eyes see...
Roses are red violets are blue
I'm not doing so great...
Little girl you aren't happy
And you haven't been for a while...
`Collab with James...
I feel like cutting
I want to die...