You know words can cut just as sharp and just as deep as any blade, the only differance is, you cant see the scars.

~*Look into my eYes*~
then [look] at my arm
i Just Want -you- to know,
You Caused my *sElf* HaRm

The mirror is mY (enemy)
The Razor BlAdE is my *friend*
People who \"care\" are [liars]
>My LIfe iM GoIng To ~end~

Water-proof mascara and bandaids won't do; the mascara still runs and the pain bleeds through.
Blackened tears flowing down to lips unkissed, ignore her and she'll no longer exist.

I cut to relive pain not to make more

Ppl say slitting ur wrists is crazy others say it drains awway your pain and fears 4 me its both coz when i do it im crazy coz no matta how hard i try i NEVA die

She blinked back the tears that threatened to fall.
She stood strong and swallowed her pride.
She put on a smile and laughed a fake laugh.
Then she went in her room and she cried.

"Low self-esteem leads to depression which leads to suicide which makes other people depressed so that the chain repeats itself until everyone is dead."

**_i may smile a thousand smiles every day but every day i tell a thousand lies_**

I wish I could just go away
No one else but me,
I just want to be happy again
The way things used to be...♥