O Lord please free me of these
heavy,thick,dark,and soul...
so, here i am once more
alone...
eating greedily
from the acceptance table...
Tearing up paper, playing with paint
that I must do when dealing with certain feelings...
It is funny because I thought that this time
you were going to stay...
Kill me fast, or kill me slow
I grab your gun...
Walking down the street
I'm nobody special to meet...
Whenever I see you, I hide my face,
So scared, so terrified...
The smiles I fake,
The scars I make...
Voices whisper
Deep in my ears...
Every scar on my wrist tells a story of my past,
how i was upset and didn't want to last...
I have this anger inside of me
and its only toward you...