She`s much prettier than I`ll ever be.
Perfection at it's best...
Silently I sit and cry,
Silently I want to die...
How does that make you feel father,
To make your daughter cry...
Brokenly i sit here
finishing this cut...
When your lying in bed
And thoughts race through your head...
I walked away
I didn't see her...
I'm Tired of Holding Back
Its tell my that i reveal...
I feel so worthless, wondering what to do.
My life is nothing, not with out you...
This is my life
the life you dont see...
She sites in the darkness,
a razor held tightly in her hand...
My scars are haunting me..
I look back...
Blood it drips
On the floor...