No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life

Hiding depression by hiding myself...

Im happy, until I get home...

"Cry to the wind,
You're savior shall not come."

How come we relive the pain that has already passed?

Congratulations,
you got you wish.
You battered and bruised me,
without raising a fist.

(From a poem of mine)

Shes breaking up.
she's falling down.
shes crying for help.
without a sound..

You ::Can:: Tell Every Smile Of [Her's] is Fake.Cause You Ripped ::All:: The .Real. One's -Apart-

~*~how can you mean nothing to someone who means everything to you??~*~

I'm not afraid of happy endings, I'm just scared mine won't turn out like that.