When the will of living fades away
and you are broken inside...
Fountain of hope is waning,
River of tears fills my heart...
She's screaming in washroom stalls when no one's...
She's reading books to vanish, to escape from this...
The thing about broken clocks
Is that when they stop...
My words are raw. I am long past using flowery...
I knew a boy who liked to draw,
He drew pictures that no one saw...
She said sorry to often
She apologized for apologizing too much...
Strong beautiful women
Stronger angry man...
I think I hit the point in life.
Where I’m just done...
I guess I’m just tired.
Tired of being talked about behind my back...
When I close my eyes.
She’s there in vivid color...
Why dose this always happen to me
Why dose the most important people abandoned me...