Under trucks we hide our souls
no one would think to look there
no one would dare move the rusted junk we call a mode of transportation
with broken hearts and shattered dreams
you may join the club and forever weep
when eternatity calls you
pretend to sleep
though threw your thoughts you continue to silently weep
shadowing all your fears turning them into fixed and fragile shears...
shears of glass that stab your heart and slit your throat
for it is the only way you could ever stop screaming
screaming of pain
the pain you see with your eyes
the pain you feel and hear the lies
she simply looked in the mirror
one morning to soon
she saw what was ment to die
her body her soul her life her mind
the pale skin tinged with orange
tell her the lies as she tries to please you
starving herself till she is simply skin laying atop of bones
trying hard to reconize her self
seeing what she wanted nothing else
she got her wish
she looks as though you wanted
too much for her to handle
as she cried her tears onto the handle
slamming hard into the ciramic counter top
her head starts to bleed and slowly her soul is freed
it haunts her night and day
while she sleeps and while she creeps
afraid to leave her room
afraid of seeing his face again
the pain is too much to bare
it scares her so much
she lights the candle in her room
along with insence and turning on her forbidden music
she slowly falls asleep
the nightmares come and the tears seep
she starts to bleed but little does she know
hes right there watching her body slowly decay
only wishing he could pay
pay to be the one who ends it all
he holds his pillows as he sobs all threw the night
putting up a horrendous fight
never letting it show
they will never even know
he cant stand the thought of her with another man
heart wrenching and jaw dropping ear splitting and spine tingling
he goes to school with eyes blood shot and his heart looks the same
broken into pieces as the pain bleeds away
shadowed from the world
holding his emotions captive
one small jump and he\'ll hold his breathe for etrnity
hoping she\'ll leave his thoughts
as he turns a violet blue
be nice to eveyone you meet because they are facing a battle you know nothing about.....so tell me please...broken hearts and broken dreams shattered lives and ripped seams silent screams and a deadly smile are all the lies worth while?
