What do you do?
When your only support...
A knife.
So tempting...
Taking pictures,
And looking in mirrors...
Everyday for 4 whole years
the only thing thats filled my mind...
I pick up the razor
But it's not the same this time...
It's not worth living for the lies
You always try to disguise...
Happiness, joy, wonderment and glee,
all of these emotions, they are wasted on me...
She cant wear anything
that goes above her knees...
A teenage girl
she was 13...
Dazed and confused,
Lost in my own mind...
Venom
The feeling that you're here...
Mixed up feelings
Scribbled out words...