They say to read between the lines...but how do you read between the lines of scars upon my wrist?

I'll give one last look to the light, for soon my casket will close and darkness will incase me for eternity.

Tell me it will all be ok, Promise me that this will all go away, and maybe, just maybe I'll believe that lie for today.

I'm giving up, it's done with. No more good girl, no more bad. I'm just me, fading, faking, smiling me, because I'm giving up, it's done with.

Every beating heart is a hurting heart.

--Alex Pratt

Ever feel like fading, when everyone says to fight? Ever feel like faking when everyone thinks your not? Ever feel like dying instead of standing strong? Ever feel like feeling right instead of being wrong?

Ever feel alone even though your with your friends? Ever feel like you should die instead of waste space? Ever feel like the battle you are fighting has already been won but not by you?

It hurts when you know you need someone at that moment, but you know if you called that they wouldn't answer...

Which hurts worse? Knowing he was right, or knowing I won't listen?

If you live life not knowing, what is life like knowing?