Im hurt inside

I cling to his picture for dear life

one cut two cuts blood all over my knife

deeper and deeper pain inside

it is not the easiest thing to hide

deeper and deeper cuts so deep

my mom yells "stop crying and get some sleep"

she sees my pain but she doesn't care

she acts like it is nonsense and i am not there

slits on my wrist fingers down my throat

a suicide note is all i wrote

a knife a rope or a gun

it doesn't matter as long as my life is done

promises my friends broke

my self esteem lowers with every last stroke

so here i am broken hearted again

the only thing keeping me alive is my lover and best friend

this loneliness strikes me harder than ever

i would give any thing for us to be together

to deep in love to realize his pain

but a broken heart is hard to strain

deep down i know i have been put to shame

the excuses for my scars are staring to get lame

it hurts so bad i fall to my knees

i just wish he would open his eyes and see

that i love him with all of my heart

no matter how many times it has been ripped and torn apart

nobody will ever see my pain inside

if only he could see all the tears i have cried

i am dyed red from the blood that spills through my skin

i will try to act OK but my faith is wearing thin..

but for him i could smile all day

no matter what anyone would say

ill be closer to his friend i will be his lover

and never again will i love another

i will be there for him until the end

i just wish he was more than a best friend!