I want to cry
but ill be strong
ill show my friends
there's nothing rong

If [*:ACTIONS:*] speak louder than ::Words:: and a ~*Picture*~ worth a thousand ::words:: Then wuts the point of ::Words::? Don't tell me you love me, show me.

If death followed you, would you look back?

She's been everyone else's girl
maybe someday she'll be her own

I laugh because it hurts too much to cry.

Here on my wrists
This is my art
Matching the pain
Thats locked in my heart

~beautifully broken

So many dangers I have to face
Many troubles in my way
But Im working at my own pace
And I will make it eventually one day
Minute by minute
When the hard times are at their worst
I know I will make it
But I will get thru the easiest ones first

This moment in time is real
That is including everything I see and feel
So don't mistake me as a fake depressed teenaged girl
Until you step inside my world

& what's the point in living, when everyone thinks you're allready dead?

I stand at the mirror and stare at my reflection
And I can see so many imperfections