A lonely girl sits in her room
the thoughts and memories are still in her head
the very last words to her he said
"i think we're better off friends"
while shes thinking
"i think i'm better off dead".

So I thought I'd let you know that these things take forever; I especially am slow. But I realized how I need you, and I wondered if you could come home

Maybe I'm dark, but I'm not goth, just because I cry, I'm not emo, and baby I can scream, but I'm no prep. just because these arms are scared, whos to say its self harm?