I bled out ink....
to spell my pain.....
words etched into skin.....
burn.....

I play with razors
i fool round with knives
i cut myself...
to feel (ALIVE)

Plastic people......
all defined by makeup
cheap talk
and fake laughter
ringing in my ears....
i wont be like that....

Backstab me
throw rocks at me
tell me i smell
that i have funny hair?
but dont mock me...
or think its funny...
that i still love him...

Late at night she''l lay...
tears choked back...
breath n beat quietly racing....

I can (SCREAM) all i like
into my S O U L
not a sounds heard...

Everyone knows you...
youre going to make it so big..
but when youre famous
and everyone knows ure name
remember me dee

Why dont u step on her fingers a little harder next time...
i dont think u made her bleed enough

One more touch
and youll say you have to go..
youll leave me
use me......
and ill let u

Clean white hospital sheets...
memories...
it scares me