I look at my reflection
and see a simple girl...
Hello pain my old firend
I have come to talk to you again...
Do you know you lied to me
Do you comprehend what I say...
Pills in the cupboard
dirty knifes in the draw...
When the blood runs down my arms
I'm glad to know I'm whole...
I've been through carnage, terror and pain
but still i was hoping the world would change...
I am tired of living for it all.
while i lay crying in a ball...
Do I have to stay who I’ve become
Or am I able to turn and run...
I drown in guilt,
The bottle’s empty...
Three seconds was all it took
The truth rarely spoken...
My imperfection
Is overwhelming...
So lost
So alone...