They'll find me face down on the floor in the fetal position,
Guess I finally found my happy disposition.
I'm not waking up this time,
I'm sorry I left you behind.

The cold air and snow are freezing my blood,
I no longer want to move for fear of feeling again.
I'm terrified that the memories will flood,
I don't want to feel anything except for the pain.

No one looks past the fake smiles to see that she's depressed again... At night, she feels a sting as she runs a blade across her skin...

Just to feel a different kind of pain.. that's why I do what I do.

Tired of wearing a mask.
Smiling all day without meaning it.
Hiding it like it means nothing.
Deep inside I just need someone who understands.

"I believed in people like you..=/"

I dont want to pick myself up from the hole that I've dug myself into

She has become a creature of habit, getting her hopes up only to have them shatter

Want to know what hurts the most?
Having to pretend it doesnt hurt at all.

I'm strong on the surface, not all the way through.