As loved as she is,
she's all alone.
no one gets it, and no one ever will.
you cant save her.
dont waste your time.
plug your ear,
this sound wont be pretty.
she's leaving us with nothing but memories and pity.

Sometimes a smile does not always mean a person is happy

Why don't you care?

Don't tell me things will be OK, because they wont. don't tell me I'm taking this all too hard, because you are not me. you have no idea how deep these scars go and you never will. so don't ask me if I'm OK, because we all know that I'm not...

I'm sorry I'm not perfect. i never will be. i have so many imperfections that i will never fix, so many tears that no one knows about, and so many scars that I'm not proud of. but most of all sorry for not being her.

Being happy doesnt mean im not depressed... it doesnt mean anything and you'll never understand if you never try to know me

Alone once again
in the corner of my room
without a sound
without a peep
so no one can here
the way i cry and weep

Lost and bleeding she searched for him,
fighting a battle she couldn't win,
battling monsters who tore her apart,
trying in vain 2 win his precious heart.

Who do i turn to when the only person who can stop my tears, is the 1 that made me cry ?

What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?