And so I sit and think if I was to come up missing would anybody come and look for me.

I was alone with my hatred and the pain that was so bad it was like being tortured. Like being dragged slowly across a bed of razor blades. Pain so bad you could take death with a smile just to get away from it.

Tears have come && tears have gone.
My emotional torment still lives on.
The scars right here upon my wrist,
are what have helped me get through this.

Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words that go unsaid.
Words of longing, love, anger, && hate, all repeating inside my head

Things are going crazy && I'm not sure who to blame.
Everything is changing && I don't feel the same.
I'm slipping through the cracks of floors I thought were strong.
I'm trying to find a place where I feel, like I belong.

You don't understand me && you never will..
So don't start that bull about knowing how I feel.

If I were to fall into a black hole, would you catch me? Or only pull me up from the surface? Or would you just forget about me completly?

Sometimes a person has to fall, to know how good they had it

I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I don't know what I wanna see.
My world use to be worth living for,
&& now it's hard enough just to be me

Just because her eyes don't tear
Doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry.
&& just because she comes off strong Doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.