I hate when people ask if I'm okay,

It's just another reminder that I'm not.

.:Theres a girl in my mirror:.
.:crying tonight:.
.:And theres nothing I can tell her:.
.:To make her feel alright:.

Hidden Deep Down Inside
Is Something I Try So Hard To Hide.

Discontent is the first necessity of progress.

*My life is nothing.

*I'm just a reflection in the mirror.

*My life has been consumed by darkness.

*16 and ready to die.

*You can't imagine what that feels like.

Dont try to stop me,
Its just ment to be....

I thought of how it would be if i died, and i jus sat here and cried,
i mean all of the people that i would be hurting makes me regret the fact that ive even tried

I'm Going To Draw A Picture
A Picture With A Twist
I'll Draw It With A Razor Blade
I'll Draw It On My Wrist
And When I'm Done The Picture
A Red Fountain Will Appear
And All My Problems Will Completely Disappear.

.:without the mask:.
.:where will you hide:.
.:cant find yourself:.
.:lost in your lies:.

So take this razor and sign your name across my wrists so everyone will know who left me like this