Your the type of friend
that i can sit and talk...

I remember all the good times..
Sometimes I wonder would it last...

It starts with Pain, Followed by hate.
Feeling worthless, Overwhelmed...

I once knew this little girl
She loved to eat skittles...

In a cold and misled world,
With black and lonely thoughts...

Look in the mirror
what do you see...

When I first met you
I was a shy little girl...

This pain with in me
I can't get rid of it...

Fly to the sky
Its time to say goodbye...

Took a lotta crap as a little girl
Had to learn how to fight when i was a little girl...

You cut so deep
It dosn't even hurt...

Its so hard to look into his eyes
When all she sees is how much he dosnt care...