More reasons to die
Than there are reasons to live
No ways left to survive
I gave all I could give

My eyes cry the truth, my lips smile lies

I don't want her to see me cry...
Because I can't give her the satisfaction of knowing she meant that much to me.

I want to cry
but ill be strong
ill show my friends
there's nothing rong

Love is a joke, that hurts

Suicide is just a way of telling God that I quit.

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.

If [*:ACTIONS:*] speak louder than ::Words:: and a ~*Picture*~ worth a thousand ::words:: Then wuts the point of ::Words::? Don't tell me you love me, show me.

Falling so fast
she can't spread her broken wings in time
tears roll down her cheeks
hoping she drowns in them before she its the ground

I would wish about you wishing about me.
i would think about you thinking about me.
But now im just trying to forget about how you forgot about me.