I cut my skin,
I take these pills to make me thin...
I am rejected and alone.
I wonder about my future for my past is sorrowful...
"You make me shed these tears, but someday when I'm dead you will hear an echo in your head making you regret the pain you put me through." |
"Everyone desires the beautiful petals of a rose, but what about the thorns? Like the petals, everyone desires outer beauty while the true beauty remains abandoned." |
"A blade to the heart, a blade to the head, what does it matter I'm already dead." |