I believe in what I see
But what I see isn't all real
I'm starting to lose my grip
On how it is I'm suppose to feel.

I'm not afraid of the jump
I'm scared where I will fall
Because down those slippery slopes
We tend to lose it all...

I'm such a chicken. I have the knife here in my hands. Why can't I do it? Maybe because I know it would kill you too.

Is this really what I want? I don't know any more.

Mistaken, misjudged, misunderstood is what i am</3

Do you like my fake smile? Is it any diffrent than the real one? You'll never know.

I am the one you forget about. I am the one you ignore. I am the one that now lies here bleeding. Dying on the floor.

You think my life sucks, too?
You haven't even seen half of it.

They say they understand. Hah...if only.

I swear every time I see a shimmer of hope somebody destroys it before my eyes, and just walks away.