She sits alone,
no friends...
It's always dark inside this room called my heart.
And it works in the weirdest ways...
Rain drops creating
ripples in a quiet pond...
Its too late to let it go
too late to apologize for your sins...
My life was never perfect but i never expected it...
There were occasional fights here and there the...
She stands at the mirror make up melting off her...
Tears falling from her broken heart that will...
All that i am is a lost soul
heart broken and cold with sad stories...
As I stare at the night sky
I always wonder why it's so hard for me to cry...
Here in this empty place i call home
Its normal that i feel alone...
I wish i knew what to say,
I wish i could make those things go away...
My friends are my family
i cut myself to see if i can still bleed...
I walk down the hallways,
and look all around...