There is something inside my chest ... behind my breasts ..
i want to ripp it out so i caint fell the pin nymore ... but the ething wont budge ... i guess i am ment to be in pain for what you did to me

The worst part about being lied to is ...
wondering why your not worth the truth

If you cant died of a broken heart. why is it that old poeple pass on shortly after there life long partners ... ?

You sit there crying. and wondering how something so sweet can turn into something so sour.
you sit there wishing you could go back and change how it ended.

Why is it you can love someone so much and all they do is walk passed and pretend your not even there.

How can it be puppy love ...
when none of it is cute ...

Im sliiping down the slide.
i did enjoy the ride.
im sick of all ther pain.
you lied to me.

How can i stop crying,
when the only one who can help me stop...
is the one that made me start

You want to talk and sought this out ..
but i have a feeling everytime i see you ...
my stomach turns and i feel sick ...
so when you walk past me ...
dont turn around ...
i am sickend and tyerd of your face ...
i love you but i caint stands you

How do you say you love me, when your looking at my mate?
how do you say your both just friends, when you take her on a date?
how do you you say you love me, when your heart is hers instead?
how do you say you need me, when i saw you both in bed?