Nothing compares to the things you've done.
Nothing compares to the lies you've spun.
The only thing i know that's true
is me and you are through.

I'm tired of being broken by the people who say they can fix me.

I can't read,can't write,can't express,don't like anything,only i have pain and hole in my hrt, all r asking what's wrong? i replied it's nothing! so simple 2 say but millions of depressed words behind that "it's nothing".

I don't know what hurts more, getting hurt by your friends or getting hurt by your family..

I want too see you hurt the way i'm hurting,
Cry the way I do,
Scream the way I do,
Feel useless the way I do,
Get pushed around and abused Everyday..
The way I do.
I hate you,
You will never understand.
And it will never be okay.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

I've given into the memories.The ones that haunt and nag at the back of my mind.They take over like a sickness takes over the body.Running me down,making me toss and turn at nite.Because at night there is nothing for me to do but think about you.

I need you, more than you know.

Let me tell you who you fell in love with.Someone who cuts.Someone who hates herself. Someone who is anorexic.Someone who is too broken to be fixed.And most of all, someone who can never love you back.Because she loves the one who broke her.

I wish I could let out all my thoughts.. Tell them everything.. Let go of the lies and secrets.. Stop hiding the scars and the pain.. And I wish I could just be happy.