Just because her eyes never tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry. Just because she comes off strong doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.

I want to paint a picture
A picture with a twist,
a picture with a razor blade
a picture on my wrist.
and if i paint this picture right
a fountain should appear,
and as my blood drips away
my sorrows dissapear.

Give me hope, give me reason.
Tell me things to stop the bleeding.
Give me life, give me freedom.
This addiction is so misleading.
Hate me today, save me tomorrow.
It's too late, bring the sorrow.

He writes his life,
in beautiful lies
opening the book of denial
avoiding the shadow of truth that follows him
at all costs
never admitting failure
never looking back.

If you aren't remembered, then you never existed.

Sometimes I turn the focus off my camera so I don't have to see how ugly the world really is.

No matter how fast you go, you always run the last lap alone.

Stake my heart and claim your prize a broken soul that bought your lies

I know you're afraid
to open your eyes
too scared of what you'll see
because this girl standing before you
is not who she once used to be.

Fading photos hanging on time-stained walls,
Tortured souls trapped in empty halls.