Beside the window, she stays
Beside the window, she stares...
Beautiful sunny day, driving beside the water,
First time in ages, a glimmer of hope, no longer...
She walks through the hallways of Hell,
Trying to survive the constant onslaught of...
I'm not sure if i like my job
it reminds me of so much...
They have no idea what they have done
my life may as well just end...
I am who i am
cant you accept me...
Im scribbling my life away
With all these thoughts of damned decay...
So much time spent alone
I created this prison. I had a release...
I would kill for your warm karess
and die for you touch...
Is there a reason for all the things we tend to...
Is there a purpose still lingering for me and you...
I don't want to be alone like this
I want someone to understand me...
Its been nearly to years
since i put a razor to my skin...