Poke fun at wounds that aren't there anymore,
Because pushing you down means I feel better than you do.

Somehow its never enough.

I really need someone by my side because pretty soon I'm going to give up.
I'm so tired of feeling alone in a place where so many faces are so familiar.

Tears are the words
My heart uses to explain
When my fake smile
Can't cover up my pain

Everybody's got a story that will break your heart...

When you're at the bottom, the only place you can go is up
But it's a long way down.

I wish I knew what was right for me in the end. Because I'm so tired of getting hurt over and over again.

Im so lonely. Surrounded by people that know me but dont know a thing.

Empathy is a myth.

My life story is no secret. thats for sure. if u ask i will tell, no secrets, but the sad part is, is that i told it enough times to loose its meaning. what do u do then?