The knifes I hold close to my wrist
blades running across bare skin...

This time it’s really over
This time I won’t go back...

I look at myself in a broken mirror
I see the tears falling from my eyes...

My tears are over coming
there drowning my insides...

Look at this girl
lost in a sad world...

My thoughts are like a river
i write what i feel...

Me and him
him and me...

I sit in my room with a knife and cry
you took your life...

There is just something wrong now a days
i wish it would all just go away...

I miss you even more each day
I can't really describe my pain...

He looks at me with his sweet soft eyes
what is he thinking in those short seconds...

My best friend in the world is always there for me
she helps me with my problems...