SOMETiMES iF YOU REALLY
WANT TO MAKE THiNGS WORK
YOU HAVE TO KEEP
YOUR MOUTH SHUT
&& PUT YOUR HURT ASiDE

You.re a blur of my dead past...
&& [rotting existance] as I
stand laughing on the corner of
INSIGNIFICANCE

Shes shakin with fear
blade in her hand
she has given up
- no one can save her now -

Everyday shes wakes up nd puts a smile on her face.. x3

i cut my wrists;; you may think im crazy or insane;; but you dont know you cant feel this pain;; but you have a greater pain;; you have to cry;; i can just cut nd keep my feelings
-->inside

Cut myself
To see how much I bleed
You thought you lost me
But I cannot see
How you can put me through this
And blame it all on me
If I tripped and fell
Would you be there to catch me

You would care a lot more
You wouldn’t be so quick to criticize
Or to scorn and give them nasty titles
You wouldn’t be so judgmental
And you would certainly look at it differently
So think about things that way

“I’m so sick of this, who cares”
What would you do
if you were crying out for help?
And no one listened to you
Because you CUT
How would you feel if you were walking the line?
If you were the one close to suicide?

Nd people only criticized..
"YOU ONLY DO IT FOR ATTENTION."

& when the sun goes down`we'll take a
walk along the strand * & as the tide
goes out .. *// we'll write ( i love you )
right there in the sand