Razor,
sometimes i miss you...
Can you take shattered glass
And make it back into something whole...
My thoughts become that not of my own
A place now living, I don't call home...
I am waiting for
That one last breath...
There's an emptiness inside her she wishes to fill
a loneliness that seems to overtake her will...
Everything around me in spiraling down, I'm...
I have so much to live for but my head just can't...
By tear and love,
I hope for happiness everyday...
Looking back on the little girl,
Growing up in a perfect world...
Another song.*scream*
i spent my last summer in an institution home...
No body likes her.
Everybody tires to change her...
I gave you my wrists and the knife
and now I wait for you...
She walked into the darkness, further and deeper...
Nobody knew she was missing...