I look in the mirror,
I hate what I see,
I wonder who she is
‘Cause it’s certainly not me.

How do you answer that question
"whats wrong" when nothing's right?

When you want to look back on life and do it again, remember god is with you till the end

When the day dies so will I.

I'd give my life you know you love me
i'd give my soul to know you care
i'd give my memories to hold you
i'd give my thoughts for your stare
...........................................
i'd give my love to know i'm free

I love walking in the rain becuse no one knows that I'm crying

You think seeing my scars is tough? Try being the one who makes them.

My arms were the paper.
Razor, the pen.
It told my whole story.

&& delicate t.e.a.r.s {fall},

-black- m.a.s.c.a.r.a [runs]..

` Yet the pain doesn't go away `

One more cut
Still deeper please
Until I fall
Onto my knees.
One more drop
Of blood to spare
Until I know
He'll really care...