Living in fear
You are not here
Arms bleeding
Take my life
I don't care

Living in fear
You are not here
Knees to ground
I hate everything
It feels so cold

Living in fear
You are not here
Not going to bother
I'm screaming
Not one can hear

Living in fear
You are not hear
Wished I would die
Becoming a zombie
Broken dream are forgotten

Living in fear
You are not hear
Not moving on
I don't need to be hear
Life is regretful

I don't remember friday night
I remember drinking
I remember telling people not to let anyone hurt me
Then I remember waking up with jeans on but no *******

Now I remember voices
Familiar voices telling me what happened
How those to guy went to the room I was passed out in
And took advantage of me

I'm tired of drinking and making mistakes
*Allow me to wake up from this horror

You make nothing into something
You argue about little things
You get angry over something so small
You make simple things difficult
You are very controlling
To be honest your just a ****
Everybody says I should leave you
That you don't treat me right
But what they don't understand is that
your my ****
And even though you do all these things
I can't help but smile when you argue with me
Your face when your mad
The way your voice gets higher when you yell
I can't help but laugh
Your just so adorable

Once upon a time
There was a girl
Who made mistakes

She was imperfect
She was judged
She was weak

She's the type of girl with a lot of secrets
The kind she wished she could tell

Like the night so long ago
She was only 15
Just wanted to have fun

She's called a *****
For losing her virginity to a 24 year old
She just wanted to have fun

But what people don't know
What secret she buries deep inside
Is she didn't want to

But in her mind
Being remembered as a *****
Is better then being remembered as the girl who got rapped

Once upon a time
There was a girl
Who made mistakes

She was imperfect
She was judged
She was weak

tattoos
maybe on your body
mostly on your heart
I used to believe in the hope on my arm
I guess I still do, wishing for a new perspective of the word
I look down and see me
not someone people want me to be

now the cross on my wrist
sits so elegantly between my heart and my mind
these are the tattoos on my body
the ones you can touch and feel and find
I might explain the meaning
and you may trivially understand my words
but never my thoughts, the truth behind my heart
I wish you could see those tattoos  
because although the ones on my body are beautiful

at least to me

the ones on my heart are beyond anything you have ever seen
most people never know the feeling
the feeling of finding yourself
seeing who you actually are written on your own skin
I don't see ink
I see me
the person everyone else refuses to see

It is so hard being with you
When knowing you are a man of the army
I fear that one day you will leave
One day you will leave and never return

We've known each other for such a short time
So I cannot say I love you
But i can promise you one thing
I can promise that if you ever leave

I will always be here... *waiting for you