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?

Every beating heart is a hurting heart.

--Alex Pratt

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.

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

Going to fade and craving the blade. I'm completely afraid...

I'm going crazy, my vision and thoughts are hazy. I think I'm falling, I can feel the voices inside calling... God, what do I do? How am I supposed to face you?

With bracelets of scars
I'm trapped behind bars
With a necklace of bruises
My life simply loses...

Here I stand sturdy and tall,
Yet tomorrow I cry, and simply I fall

Slipping, falling, fading faster. Yet still I can't remember what it is I'm after...