Attention seekers
And miss demeanors...

Blood spills onto the vacant floor
Searing pain from a twisted blade seeps through...

Grab my hand and cut it deep.
Lets see the blood seep...

Leave me alone to breathe in my pain
Silent whispers...

I want a friend not a lover
I want to die not to live...

You touch my hand and I went weak
Made it so I couldn’t speak...

Tears run down my face
Streaming as if they were going somewhere...

Take the time to listen
Take the time to care...

If the sun didn’t shine anymore
If the songs in my heart didn’t chime...

Believe it or not I used to love
Grieve it or not it doesn’t bother me...

This could be my heart on the line
This could be my very soul stopped in time...

One last glance
As I gleefully ask you to dance...