I look in the mirror and see all of my fears.
the biggest one i have now is that death should be near.
i try to be strong so he don't see.
see how much he's making me bleed.
i smile a pretty smile to make him feel good.
but really i should tell about the love that he took.
i tell him i love u and get off the phone.
but the feeling comes back.
the feeling of being alone.
i wanna cry those desperate tears.
but thank god i can relieve the stress.
because my blade is near.
i make the marks on my white skin.
i think to myself if i make the wrong move i can't do it over again.
i try to love u i try to make u see.
these bleeding wounds are hurting me u see?
but it's to late now i made my choice.
u could've stopped me.
remember u had a voice.
