Tears of an Emo Suicidle Girl

The tears come pouring down my face,
The salty water gently glistening on my skin.
I sit there wishing that for once i could just win.
And that i could hold on, be ever so strong.
But yet again i break down and cry.
Wishing i wasn't trying to say goodbye.

My life's so torn apart. I'm searching through the dark.
Looking for something thats not there.
Every morning i wake,
always knowing the life I'm living is so fake.

Fighting for my life, trying to hold on.
Trying to be so damn strong.

I play the game of life every day,
and I pay in the harshest way.
My payment is not what you would think.

I pay with a blade, and every time i loose,
I take the knife to my wrist,
It gives my stomach a twist.

I hold on and fight.
Because i know life will someday be right.
But for now i will continue to pay.
Pay in the harshest way.