Daddy told me never talk to strangers, I've never talked to myself...

Here I Am I'm Ready To Take My Last Breath, And No One Gives A S.H.I.T.

Broken Angels Sit And Cry,
Listening To Young Girls Wishes To Die...

People Tell Me Everything Will Be Okay. You Know What I Tell Them? I'm Too Old For Fairy Tales...

My Life Got Better All Of A Sudden, But I got Worse In The Same Amount Of Time...

It Hurts To Hurt Inside And Nobody Can See Or Tell By The Pained Smiles You Send Thier Way...

A Dark Angel Weeps,
Whilst Wishing To Forever Sleep...

I Don't Draw Happy Faces With Ketchup On My Plate,
Instead I Draw Sad Faces That Bleed On My Wrists...

The sun sets,
And her bruised heart dies,
She's broken and alone,
Can no body hear this young girls cries?

Why Can't Anyone See My Pain; It's On My Wrist Nice And Clear.