The hardest part of life is not knowing what is really going to happen in the end...

You push me away,
even though you know I'm not okay.
You just don't know how to deal,
with my wounds that will never heal...

She [was...]
the quiet girl
you saw at school
who looked okay
and went unoticed
until one day
she found a way
than everyone noticed her
but it was just too late...

Kiling me slowly with the things that you do,
I only hope it's reflected upon you!!

It hurts me to smile now...

Wishing that someone would see me as who I am and not what I look like...

I heard a really close friend of mine say dis...

you can always whipe away my tears
but...
you cant whipe away the thoughts that put them there!!!

"I said it once, and I'll say it again. Stop saying that you love me, when you wish that I was dead."

Trying to keep it all together,
yet I'm falling apart..

"If Life Was Powered By Happiness, I'd Be Dead Already"