The girl, she is not pretty
suicide is somthing she can forsee
deep inside she wants to die
but also wishs to be free
but what others do not understand
is that sad young girl is me

Shove the blade in my arm
hoping it causes enough harm
to let me leave and stop the pain, cause my love for you, you used as a game

You hurt me, but i'll try to ignore,
but when it beceomes to much for me, ill lay dead, in blood on the floor

I love your smile
your my best friend
your my sister
till the end

Deep beaneath the heart of gold
the young girls life lies dead and cold
the pain of lies, is held deep within
suicide is going to win

Hurting, screaming
burning in hell,
for ive lost the man
who i love so well

Pain is my life
cutting is my way
hurting myself
day after day

Pain is MY EssEnce
My Only WaY oF liFe
to FeEl the rElieF
as i pIcK up The KniFe

Refuges have feeling too

{ALone} and unloved By tHe oneS i *used* tO loVe .:MOsT:.