Her stories written on her writs

So beautufly numb

A sad note plays in the orchestra of her heart
Who will listen to her melody..
Who will take part ?

Behind my make up
behind my smiles
when i am alone i cry
bcuz i dont understand
why am i still breathing...

I feel like I'm taking two steps forward, just to be pushed three steps back

&&she is a perfect girl with a perfect kiss. and perfect scars on her perfect wrists

The only thing beautiful about me is how green my eyes turn when i cry

How Much Rain Must I Walk Threw Before I Get To The Sunshine.

Im not giving up.. im just letting go..

I have wasted my days drawing lines
Building boundaries and fences
And still they’re standing tall, you see
Come knock down my defenses

Who cares enough to help me,
To break me free…
To save me.
Who cares?