The next smile you fake could be your last..

..:.so done with wishing you were still here.:..

And that's when i realized..dreams were meant for sleeping..

I wont sleep another day
I don't really need to anyway
What's the point when my dreams are
infected
With words you used to say

I did nothing at all
nothing at all
its all my fault your gone

your face on my wall
face on my wall
it tells it all
you will live on

The sharper the edge , the cleaner the cut

And the sadest part is...you dont even notice

No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life

Each day she goes on is a day that she’s brave,
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way,
Each moment of courage her own life she saves
When she throws the pills out a hero is made

I know we arent close,
i dont want us to be
the closer we are just means
the more pain and hurt i'll feel
when you leave..