Don't cut again
Just pick at your skin
Sit on an anthill
Rub you hand over badly cut wood
***** your finger while sewing
Scratch your arms and legs till they bleed
Lie and say
"It was an accident."

Don't cry again
BANG your head in to the wall
Smile when your dying
Dig your fingernails into your shoulders
Bit your lip
And when they ask
"Are you okay"
Lie and say
"I'm okay"

Don't get angry again
Just nod
Smile
Agree
Obey
Lie and say
"I'm not angry."

Don't expect an apology again
Just choke back the disappointment
And your tears
Whisper
Lie and say
"I'm sorry."

Don't expect a opinion
Stay quiet
Listen
Nod
Lie and say
"Your right"

Don't expect approval
Just sit
Stay quiet about what you do
When they ask
"What do you do."
Lie and say.
"Nothing"

Sooner or later
You won't have to lie and say
Anything to anyone
About anything you do
But for now
Lie and say
Everything
Life is easier and
You get better at lieing that way

I miss you
I need you
I'm dying without you
But I don't love you
I loathe you
I despise you
i want you gone
but I don't hate you
i think your wrong
i think your right
i think your really ******* bright
i think your the dumbest ******* I've ever met
i think you let people use you
and I think you use people too
I think your awesome
I think your horrible too
and most of all
I wish you'd stop talking to me

To free you from all the pain
I would stand, all day,
In the freezing ice-cold rain.

hey
i miss writing to you
i miss trusting you with everything
i know its not your fault you gave my secrets away
but is happened and i can't trust you anymore,
my dear friend
you've been there forever
but no more
looks like the walls staying up
don't worry your worn spine about me
i'll be okay
and you can rest in peace
i have your ashes hidden well
i know burning you was overkill
but i had to
remember forever though
that for years on end you were my one and only friend
and i love you
dear diary

love,
me

Its funny
how we make fun of everything.
the homeless guy down the street,
that odd kid in English class,
that random person that walks by,
clothing we see in the store window,
our friends,
our family,
ourselves.

Ain't it funny
how we poke fun at people
without truly understanding them.
never understanding how
even the dumbest joke
can hurt.

Ain't it funny?
yes
yes it is
until laughter
turns to tears