That was
my room...
I feel the sharp knife cut through my skin
the pain...
Death and pain all around
I wanna feel what I'm drowning in...
If ever a friend that I do need,
I call upon you here...
There she sits all alone
She only wants someone to hear...
She's crying everyday
Even though you always see her smile...
Feeling pain..hurting worse,
harder rain...no remorse...
People ask questions, it's not like I'm taking a...
I just reach into my drawer and pull out my knife...
Reasonless fights
Sleepless nights...
Ever felt invisible?
Where you try to talk to someone, for example...
Adrift in streams of silver light
an endless silent summer night...
[ OK, this is a message to Chris, telling him how...
If I were to tell you the truth...