I'm so sad,
So depressed...
Her knuckles grew white.
As it flowed through her arm...
It's not because it's Sunday morning
That there are tears now in my eyes...
I haven't seen you for the first time in days
I'm so excited...
Slashes of red
Cover my arm...
Everyday I have to tell myself not to give up
To put that smile on and hide my sorrow...
I'm about to reach my limit,
I'm afraid there's nothing more I could do...
How could this happen to me?
I trusted you with everything...
Inside my soul a graveyard lies,
strickened to a drab scenery...
She sees him across the room, can't help but...
She goes over and talks to him...he seems nice...
Its the second day without her face
For she has gone without a trace...
"If tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see...