It's not until you're in a room surrounded by your closest friends and yet you still find yourself feeling lonely that you understand what the true meaning of being alone is.

__So You Sit There & Act All Naiev And Pretend Your Life Isnt Crashing Down Around You;; Just Like Mine Is.

__So Here We Are..Fighting & Trying To Hide The Scars;;

__You Are The Cause Of My Everything;
My Hate.
My Pain.
My Tears.

&& I Know You Will Just Let Me Fade Away In My Own [Insercurites]

__Holding Close My Secrets Of Naked Broken Peices;

What Do You Do When You Fall...and Don't Remember How To Get Back Up?

How many times do i have to tell someone i am fine for them to see that im not?
how many nights do i have to cry myself to sleep for someone to hear me?
how many times do i have to pass the scars off as something else for someone to see im in pain?

The worst feeling is not death,
It is knowing that you arent needed,
That you are alone in this world,
And that you no longer have a reason to live

Im back in the rain ... barely breathing ... drowning ... crying myself to sleep ...