I’m sitting alone, all by myself
crying, sighing, blaming myself...
Tears of red,
Tears of blue...
It seems like I'm the target,
to everyone's hatred and anger...
Am I to young for true love
to know what internal beauty is...
Look at me and see my scars
just for once see me as they are...
Bled for love...to bleed and die.
My soul cannot survive once to cry...
Try to evade the capturing eye of this white...
...This pureness that is so tainted with darkness...
Slice and dice..
Sounds like a fun game...
Thought I had nothing
So I left it behind...
I sit and contemplate...
Why my life has been dealt with such a fate...
I go from being on the top of the world, then sad...
I sit and asphyxiate on whats wrong, panting to...
Just so you know
it hurts to be stabbed in the back...