Have you ever been to that point
where things are becoming transparent...
Is it pain when you cut?
Cut to bleed so you know you are alive...
The darkness is within me
preventing me to speak...
If I redid my day,
This wouldn't be...
And its you
its the way you turn me bad...
As I sit here with knife in hand I try to...
as I make a slice and blood runs free cant you see...
How did i end up here?
How did it get this far...
My eyes are heavy as lead
from the tears I've shed...
Dear Little Sister,
Brush away your confetti tears...
She sits in her favorite spot all day
Right by the window hoping that one day she would...
I'm sitting in my room
with my pain bottled tight...
When you told me it was over I didn't want to...
You were my everything but now it's over, my heart...