There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her

i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken

I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not

what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that

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

when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing

How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate

As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide