Somethings missing
what i don't know...
I used to love you
But now its hate...
I need the feel of freedom
Release the fire inside...
While you were so tangled up
in your own webs of cheer...
No one's died
I'm not in pain...
There have been some clear regrets
That have distort along the way...
Scissors
Stabbing...
Lay shivering
Cold on the floor...
I wake up each morning
With a frown on my face...
So much for the positive streak:
Tonight I cry alone...
I know that it is wrong
To wish that I would die...
What on my body is
red white and blue...