Girl:i just made a wish
Boy:on what?
Girl:i wished that this boy i like would think i am pretty.
Boy:what boy wouldnt?
Girl:you...

I wasn't asking for the world

She finally gave up.
Dropped the fake smile.
Let tears she had held back to long, fall.
Then whispered to herself.
'I can't do this anymore....'

Dreaming of death but afraid to die.
It makes perfect sense to her.

My life gets thrown in so many different directions that i'm not sure of where to land.
Everyday my perspective on things changes and half the time I'm not sure where I stand.

There is not a day where you don't cross my mind.
There is not a day that I sit all alone and just cry.

They say that when you die in your dreams you die in real life... so i wish i could die in my dreams so that i could get out of this dreadful life!

So, now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe.

Alcohol and nervous wits
Razor blades and bloody wrists
Deceiving eyes trapped in lies
Can't escape their painful cries

Its good to know that if I want attention
All I have to do is die