All i do means nothing
who i am doesn't matter
all i say is ignored
so what else am i here for?

Everyone hates me for who they see...
not the person i am...

My pain becomes their pleasure....

I love to see my own blood spilt...

I do whatever i can to escape my problems...

A pool wouldn't be big enough for the tears i shed....

The fault is mine
i'm to blame....

You can tell how many times i've been hurt, just look at my arms...

I have a heart, but it hangs from my neck on a chain...

Everyone has a choice but most choose not to have one...