Our friendship is like a flower in spring,
Beautiful, lovely and appears to be everlasting...

Why do I put myself through the pain of each day
What do I tell myself that convinces me to stay...

Pitter patter, rain drops, falling on my head,
Pitter patter, blood drops, falling on my bed...

Razor blade, my friend,
Bring my life to an end...

Want to die.
Instead i cry...

I am not the same as anyone else
I am different, I am myself...

Sometimes I feel the urge to get a blade & put...
Sometimes I feel the urge to put an end to this...

I am so sorry i have made so many mistakes
Love messes me up...

So many things I am scared to say aloud,
Gathering within, my emotions, a dark and stormy...

These tears arent real,
this pain doesnt exsist...

You know me better than anyone else,
You know the pain behind every smile...

I feel this pain within my chest,
It takes a hold of me, I loose my breath...