If i had to suffer once,
Id beg thee take my heart.
But if i had to suffer twice,
I pray my Soul depart.

Take my soul,
take my mind,
but leave me my heart.

Should i laugh because you didnt see my scars? Or cry because you didnt care enough to look closer?

My last crimson tear, now hits the floor,
this living hell is now no more .

Nothing is black and white!
Everything is a gray area!
and to believe otherwise,
is to be a fool!

3 weeks ago you say i broke your heart.... i can still see your eyes burn for me.... but my answer is the same.

Some secrets must be taken to the grave,
whether we want somebody to understand us or not.

You ask why im always smiling........
Its because underneath im crying....

I would rather be loved for the guise i wear,
than hated for the monstrosity hidden underneath it.

"HEAVEN DON'T LOVE ME, OF THIS I AM SURE"
AS I WEPT, BLEEDING ON MY BEDROOM FLOOR.