A girl has her secrets
Like hiding pain with lies
Living in a world of darkness
With the truth inside her eyes

When will the voices stop
I hear them all around me
I hear them whisper behind my back
If only they knew what their words did to me
How much damage they cause
What I've become because of them
I'm no longer an angel
I'm emo...

Why is everytime I ask God to bring me to him he ignores me?
Did I do something wrong?
Or am I just not worth his time?

When I talk to you my life brightens...
but to you it's just another chat with somebody.

Life is like a fight,
sometimes you win and sometimes you don't.

Trying to get through life everyday soon becomes a chore rather than a habit

The moment u dont know who u r anymore
u look in the mirror it does seem to b u anymore

"I'm sorry that you hate the thing that makes me unique..."

I'm to busy being angry and sad at everthing that i havent stop to see that its actully trying to help

The Truth Hurt The Lies, and The
Lies Kills the Truth