She will hide all her thoughts, never let anyone...
She will build those walls up, and behind them she...
If I were to die
Would you sit and cry...
Suicide
Pain, Pressure...
I never want it to end
We're my last words...
You'll remember me ..
When the wind blows your hair...
Silhouettes cascade downward.
Their once known brilliance...
She holds a miniture glass bottle
Deep inside, like secret treasure...
Without your words
Without your hate...
So much I learned,
So much I lost...
Laying in my bed
turning into ice...
She has her best friend, its all she needs,
To get through this mess, will she finish her...
Now I close my eyes for sleep
I tremble slightly as I weep...