You're not okay, and at this point, I don't think you ever will be.

It's too late to save you now.

You're on a path of destruction and there's no one there brave enough to stop you.

If you really knew me, you would know that I'm the girl who comes off as happy, but there's more to me that hides beneath my smile. And if you really knew me you would know that I push people away when I need them the most.

Beginnings are great but, with every new begin, there's an end.

As she looks in the mirror
blood streaming down her wrists
she thinks to herself
is this what they wanted
and right before she drops to the floor she whispers
"I hope your happy now"

I'm starting to think that things never get better.

You dug your grave,
and your about to bury yourself in it !

Whats the point of living when everything good comes to an end anyways.

No more speaking
no more talking
forget the bullsh!t
from now on im gunna keep on walkin.