Im so sick of being me.
Im so sick of the people around me...
I have been smiling from the start
But sometimes you just pull me apart...
Inside I feel so lonely,
Like my options have run dry...
I am hated
I am loved...
When i lay awake at night
I sit and i cry...
Broken pieces
Shattered souls...
Blood pouring from my deep cut wounds,
Scarlet in colour, a never ending well of hurt and...
I'm broken here, I'm unable to see
My head's all wrong, I can't seem to think...
Bloody heart
Carved on my wrist...
Sometimes I find myself going crazy as it seems
I punch the walls and slam my fists into any thing...
Smiles, laughter, jokes
Can you tell its all a lie...
Im sorry im not hot,
like all the other guys...