Whats the point of living
If no one knows your there...
You're too late
You're not in time...
*i wrote this for my best friend, i'm sorry hon...
I looked in your eyes...
You Pick And Pick
But Their Is Nothing There...
As he came to the door
he saw a look of excitement in her eyes...
I hear the sirens in the
distance growing closer...
I slashed my wrists again last week
It felt so great...
I'm gone now, do you have any regrets?
Was their something you wanted to say...
Her still reflection shudders
In the puddle on the ground...
An angel took you away
because you were crying...
One cold night you were gone,
Everything went so wrong...
My mind stuttering, no longer free,
I could hang myself from the branch of a tree...