Done Holding On...

Having the urge to smile,
But trembling at the sight.
Watching the crimson flow,
Still in one hand holding the knife.

No matter what I do,
We're always in a fight.
No matter how hard I try,
I never do anything right.

People say to trust them,
But I've learned to trust no one in life.
Because after all the best part of belive,
Is definitely the LIE.

I know that I'm not perfect,
And that most of the time I'm wrong.
And even after I never gave up,
I'm finally through with holding on.