Put the knife to my pale white skin
Red pours out, erase my sin
Scars that stay, wounds that don't heal
Just look at how I've learned to deal...

The nightmares come
can't get them out of my head
no tear drops fall
there's a cut there instead...

Some times I wonder what would've happened if we got together the first time. Then I tell myself the world wasn't ready for us yet.

I make jokes about everything, it's how I deal with the pain. Because if I'm laughing, people don't know I'm dying inside.

I want to leave this place,
I live for that hope,
Until that day comes
Don't judge how I cope.

Take this razor to my wrist
And let my skin just be kissed
Paint them red, with your lips
As my sanity starts to slip...

Star light, star bright
Where the hell is Mr. Right
Did he get lost on his way
Is he coming to me someday
Please just tell me he exists
Tell me please that I wasn't missed...

Some times waiting for the right moment could leave you waiting forever.

I am not a has-been
I am a will-be...

I hate waking up, because I know the moment I open my eyes; You're going to be gone.

I miss you so much.