Promises get forgotten.
I suppose I must be a promise.
Promised to you, broken by you.
I guess I’m not the kind of promise you stick to.

"The flame that kept my life going is about to go out."

I said I wanted to grow up, not become a whole different person.

Smiling is a sinful act..

It's just like telling a lie..

Lying you havent felt the pain..

Lying that your heart isn't falling into pieces..

Lying that everything is all right..

Even if you're just dying inside..

If i died tomrrow...would you notice?

I no that people would miss me dearly at first....but it wouldn't be long before they got over it

I can't see any other way out.

Razorblade In My Hand,
A Wrist In My View,
All Because I Cant See You

Why is it the ones that want you the least.....are the ones that are able to hurt you the most?....

Your Heart beats to the sound of the tears hiting the page, pages of your untold story