Death calls to the middle aged man,
He’s sick of life’s pointless fight...
I wear a mask, for protection,
No-one knows what lies beneath...
Never a time in this little girls life
Would she think she would turn to a knife...
I don’t understand not even one bit
How can happiness seem be right there...
I am not who you think I am
I am a teenage disgrace...
Say goodbye to your life
Because I will take it away...
The feeling that the blade brings you
In the beginning is a rush...
My skin is ruined,
with the scars it holds...
Periods of silence,
A chalked smile upon her skin...
Three is a concept you see, it applies to you and...
no one is perfect from an elephant down to a flee...
Ive been crying so much
that my eyes have gone dry...
I’m like a puzzle with lost pieces
So incompletely put together...