Someone please give me my drum set before I punch them all in their lying faces.

If you see me resting peacefully, dont you dare wake me. Ever.

When it feels like the only thing you have left...is the tears.

Holding my tongue until it bleeds
is the only thing holding back the screams.

Do I really help anymore or do I just delay things?

I think i'am finally feed up some feelings i cant tame when ever anything goes wrong ill be the one you always blame over the last few years i thought you would have changed now iam sick of you all together and tired of your games

When no one is home I blare the angriest music I have and pretend I'm somewhere else

Helping is making me break down every night and pour out my soul to the black walls of my room, wishing someone was there

If I could really walk into the ocean in a Victorian gown, I just might

I am so tired of making people frown more than smile. That is why I walk alone. That is why I'm afraid to ask.