This time her arm wasnt numb
this time the cuts were painful...
He sits in the sky
looking down on me...
They all though that
the cuts were real...
I wander these streets
Lost in my own mind...
One day i realized all my fears,
that i have a black heart...
They hate my writing,
i don't understand why...
Dreams and thoughts
Swirl around my head...
To understand why I'm afriad
you must know my fear...
So here I am again
another night...
I ripped your picture off the wall
what i wrote on the back explains this all...
Once again a silent tear goes by..
i look at you and wonder why...
I can see u staring down at me than again i see...