I slit my wrist
the blood pours...

There once was an apple tree
Where I could sit and think...

The sky is dark and my heart is cold
I guess i wasn't worth it not for you to hold...

I feel as if im losing
Im loosing you to her...

What goes up, must come down
Unless your a helium balloon...

Lost in my head
I here these voices...

Throw some pills into your throat
Watch me as I wiggle and choke...

I hide away into my room
Slicing away the blood shown soon...

You dont know what Ive been through
So you can shut your mouth...

Damped voices within the air
A hungry looking, greedy stare...

This class is so boring
What shall I do...

My blood is boiling
I can't hold it in...