Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
