Like a fallen crystal,
my heart shatters into a million pieces.
and they,
they just walk on,
treading over them like discarded broken glass
crushing them yet smaller,
until there is naught but dust-
until it blows away on a breeze.
Theese people let my dreams shatter on a wind.
so then it comes.

Why do i have to trust people,
I want to die-
To never wake up in the morning would be great
Just die leave this hateful world lose the numb feeling, Be normal, happy & carefree
How can those people hate on me,
They dont even know me!
If they had to live one day
Of hell like me
Fake friends decietful then.


I take the knife, It feels so good,
Numb too the blood,
To the pain i cry,
Not because of the pain-
As you would think,
But because no-one can tell i hurt.
Physcally & mentally,
I bleed
I cover
My scars with clothes,
Act happy-noone sees who i am inside,
I cry.