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by AdenPark Feb 12, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I don't speak from pain I don't scream in vain I don't want to reveal the hurt I gained I bottle it up Let the little bottle fill My tears are endless My tears are actually useless How much I cry for help from others Holding onto that one little string of life No one bothers How am I suppose to even die These two worlds kept making me cry These tears burn now My face is scarred These streams are like cuts Thankful that it's not blood I'm scared to die I'm scared to live I'm lost in this world But who would believe?