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| ~*So They Think*~ |
| They all think they know me what I'm feeling inside. They don't have a clue, just what they see on the outside. I'm always laughing, smiling, hyper. But on lonely days just sitting around, Theyaren't there, It seems that they don't care. They know only what they see, but they don't know, they are not me. They just don't see. |
| ~*Just To Pray*~ |
| Imagine what it's like, to do this every day. To come home and cut myself, then to sit there and pray. To prayfor death, it's not as easy as you think. To want out so badly and not be able to take that leap. Cutting away at my flesh and thinking of what's been said... I can't go on with all of this, I just curl up and go to bed. |
| ~*What If*~ |
| What if I were to be gone tomorrow? What if I were to dissapear? What if I could end this torture, and it was like I were never here? What if I could do it now? What if I had no fear? What if I were to slit my wrists, and leave all my "friends" back here? What if I could leave this place? What if I could get away from here? What if there were no tomorrow, and still I would have no fear? |
| ~*As I Sit Here*~ |
| As I sit here and I cut myself you have somewhere else to be. As I sit here and I cut myself you talk to your boyfriend...it was meant to be. As I sit here and I cut myself I don't want to be alone. But as I sit here...I bleed to death and you were talking on the phone. It was all your fault, you probably don't care, but don't feel guilty, that it's because of you that I'm not here. Don't ever come running when you have a problem. Because, hun, I've got my own, and you're not gonna be one of them. |
| ~*The Real Me*~ |
| Would you fit in in my world? I won't in yours. Will I invite you in? I was never wanted with you and yours. Will you be able to talk to me? You would never listen to me... or feel my pain...or hug my soul. What if I were to let you into my world... into my sceret? Would you feel what I feel... or see what I see? Would you be able to come into my world and help...or would you turn your back... turn your mind? Stab me in the back... Just like the others. The ones who tell me they're there... those who say they listen... but only look for me to hear them. Are you like them...or will you hear? Will you see? Will you see the real me? |
| ~*In your Eyes*~ |
| Why do you think you know me and laugh at me for who you think I am? Why do you tell me I'm stupid for the things I've sone... when you've never been in my place? You don't bother to come inside my mind. You don't attempt to get to know me... my every thought...my every feeling. But to you I'm just a teenager... nothing but scum... in your eyes. I'm one who sees no point... to you I don't deserve to live. Don't pretend this isn't you. I see you snicker... every time I walk by. But ehat are YOU looking at? A person you know nothing about... or one who is like you? Well next time you want to laugh at me... look at yourself first. Look at who you are and realizeeverything you hate about me... everything you hate about everyone else... is only you. |
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