Love: Two vowels, two consonants, two fools.

Cutting the bone so I can hang it on my wall

I write too much
Say too little
Soon I'll die and
be cold and brittle

Why die when you can live forever?

Suicide: a permanent solution to a temporary problem

Clubs and cliques don't they label all?

My life is one big lie.

"I love you" are the
Three hardest words
That will never escape
My lips for I will only
Say them to you and since
Our love is forbidden
They will never be said

Falling, wishing, waiting for nothing.

I love you, but since it can't be said, can I die and leave you behind?