"Loneliness is a time when we stop and think about ourselves desperately"

Why am i trying to live
if i am living to die

I grab a knife,
i use my skin,
it shows the pain,
i feel within

I dont know what to do,
i dont know what to say,
sometimes i wonder,
should i go or should i stay?

I'm oficially broken, im falling apart,
but no one cares, its just another broken heart..

The ones who said I love you left me
The ones I need arent here
And the ones who tried to stay
I pushed away

They asked me why i wanted to die
and i just looked up into their eyes and said
"i didn't want to die....i just didn't want to live anymore."

I tried to fix my broken heart
But it was like trying to fix a broken mirror
It's better to leave it broken
Then hurting yourself trying to fix it

One day
she is going to SMILE
but as far as she knows
thats just a lie

I'm The One Getting Hurt, I'm The One Suffering, And For Some Reason I'm The One Apologizing All The Time.