You dont preach to a preacher
You wouldnt complain about the colour of the sky to the blind
So dont talk to me about feeling stupid I dont need the remind

Im

Forgotten
Insecure
Nothing
Empty

You have not lived my life so you shall never understand

I am alive but i am not liveing

People looking at me not really they look though, people seeing the mask i hold not how i really feel

Pushed and pushed to brakeing point
with no one to care
No ones looking after me
Im alone and scerd

One day you will feel the pain I felt you will cry the tears I cried you will die the death I died

But Not by my hand

I found this a while ago i like it

Its the bad boy look the long dark hair
us girls are suckers for the guy with the sence of fear

:(O well:( the damage is done there is nothing i can do now the bullets gone and soon there will be nothing left of you

Every rose has its day every rose shall fade away

The pains gone but the damage has been done