Sick of crying
Tired of trying
yeah im smiling
but inside im dieing

.. i used to be someone ..

I live in a World I can not call My Own..
And I died in a World which did not want ME....

My Smile Isnt Big;; But Its Funny How I Can Hide All My Problems Behind It.

You Asked Me To Show You My Cuts
So Do You Want To Know The Pain Behind Them?

You ask me how i am?
well im just
Fuked up
Insecure
Neurotic
Emotional

I woke up this morning... damm not again

Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.

I over analyse everything
i have bitten nails
n split ends in my hair
im not perfect
n for f**ck sake
i dont want to be perfect
i want people to know im not perfect
but love me all the same

Crying is the easiest thing to start,
But the hardest thing to stop.....