She gave up. She finally gave up. She dropped the fake smile as a tear ran down her cheek she whispered to herself. "i can't do this anymore"

You see that girl over there? the one smiling and taking with her friends. Just five minutes ago, she was sitting in the bathroom crying as she cut herself. Isn't if scary how much a fake smile can hid and how much a few bracelets can cover.

I'm looking at your picture,
Cause it's all i've got.
Maybe one day you and me,
Will have one more shot.

I love my scars.people dont understand y but maybe its becuz they were the only ones there when i cried or becuz they helped me out when i wanted to die.theyre reminders of the good and bad times&&they let me remember the nights i actually felt alive.

Dude,
this is like waking up from an overdose and realiziing you're still aiive.

153 cuts on my arms.
One for everytime you
made me think you
loved me.

She's in a suicidla mindset.
Popping pills to chase the dreams.
Sipping booze to ease the screams.

Ive recently decided to give up on you. so i took all those papers with your name written al over them. i ripped them up and shoved them under my bed. i was fine for awhile, but i keep finding those litte peices of paper everywhere.

Look at her smile; noone knows she's dying inside.
ook at her eyes; bet you couldn't guess she cries all the time.

I still remember that moment i looked into your eyes for the last time. And that one little memory still has the right amount of love to make me cry.