Secret Suicide.

I'm broken and I'm hurt,
My head is so fkin' sore,
I run and I scream inside,
But no one hears me at all.

I'm a cold-hearted btich
Who cuts just to feel
Yeah, I'm just a coward
Who runs from everything real.

I can't take this anymore
I'll never be able to mend
Considering I can't trust anyone
Seems my knife is my only friend.

They're beginning to find out
So I can't continue to hide
It seems my only way out
Is a secret suicide.

Renee
xx