She sits in her corner singing herself to sleep. Wrapped in all of the promises that no one seems to keep.

"I'm sick of the loneliness
I'm sick of the sadness
When will it ever be over???

I blast the music loud to stop all thoughts.

I always wished to know the truth but now that i do i wish i never did .

Tears of blood and alcohol shall caress my cheeks
tonite,
As I sigh a lonely lullaby,
Drifting away from the world.

You know, peopel always ask are you okay?

but they're never really expecting the truth..

cause the reality of the matter is, if i was okay,

you wouldnt have to wonder

The Frozen Tears Are Blistering My Skin

I love how the word 'cut' can be past, present, or future.

She Sits In A Corner
Crying Herself To Sleep
Wrapped Around In Promises
Noone Seems To Keep
*~♥ ~*

I wake and cry
Dont know why
I just feel it inside

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