Why do i have to be the one
going through this hell...

I remember that day
when we first met...

If only you were here
standing next to me...

You could have never guessed
that person in the mirror was me...

I wish you knew the pain im going through
you are such a jerk you dont ever see...

I don't know what to say other then please don't...
it doesn't work i wish it had...

All this stuff i do
just to find comfort and peace...

I love him so
but he's hurt me so much...

You ran away
to not have to deal with this mess...

You made me feel so empty
now i have and empty bottle of beer...

You dont understand when i pull out my friends and...
that it is because of how everyone thinks of me...

Can you not see me
do you miss the scars on my arms...