She cuts herself every day.
She sees the blood hit the floor...
I not always going to be
right nor am i always going to be wrong...
A timid young girl
Never spoke much...
The silence ringing in her Head,
As she lays there in her bed...
Alone in a cold dark room
Alone in a cold dark world...
The wind is breezing
It's so cold here...
Locked in Lie's
drowned by cries...
I'm the girl who would rather read than talk
I'm the girl who thinks that every silence doesn't...
I'll pull down my sleeves,
They don't have to know...
Sorrow plagues broken my heart,
the world around me torn apart...
Sometimes when i turn around the world doesn't...
I want to see the beauty and love of nature out of...
Scream at me,
my mind is dead...