I Don't Know How, Self-Confidence Is Still With Me, All Hope Is Lost, Please, Forgive Me,

I can't stand it here, I don't have room to breathe and no one can seem to see that

I want to be on an island all alone and never have to deal with the tough parts of life. But I'll never be on an island so to get away from the tough things I think I'll just die.

People know what to say,
But does it really work?
Because whatever they say,
I know im going kicking and screaming,
Back to that place.

Heart beats so fast, its coming out of my chest.
Knees start to shake, im going to faint.
Nausea curdles my stomach,
I start to plumment.

Not looking down at her arm,
In fear of placing yet another scar there.
She places them so carefully you'd think it was a work of art.

Shards of me too sharp to put back together.

Don't mind us
We're just spilling our guts

I wish I could see me the way you do...

I keep getting pulled into thigns, this is the first time i got involved witht he police and it wasnt even my fault