~ i was just born to be a failure~

The past can't be rewritten, you get the life your given...

How much does this hurt?
how much longer will this burn?
deep inside, somethings wrong,
this is the end of my song

I miss you
thats not gunna change

When my insecurities take over its detrimental to my psychology but improvement to my body .

Broken Bottle, Bleeding internally, Hard to think about repairs to be done.

..Darkning of the sky, another day past away*

I sleep alot not cause of laziness, Its the only time I dont feel depressed I just dream

If this heartache could leave me for even just a second maybe then I could see myself as the person I've always been. Yet as I sit crouched upon my knees, silently wishing that I could erase everything I wish that death would extend it's hand towards me

I make a slice and blood runs free cant you see you have done this to me