The shiny porcelain stares at me
As if it knows something that I do not...
I cried myself to sleep last night.
Your visit made me cry...
How do I keep going on with life
Pretending to be okay...
Not even a hello or a goodbye.
An how are you or an I miss you...
Poisoned roses are like broken
Hearts...
I cut corners and lines into my skin
But the pain I hold goes much further in...
I hate the way you talk to me sometimes,
Its like you dont even care...
A wish it would rain forever,
So you won't see me crying...
Twirl the rose thorn words
slipping silently through minds...
This pain inside grows and grows
this feeling inside really blows...
Can you save me?
Save me from myself...
Memories-I've found are funny things.
They seem to show up in all your dreams...