As the blood drips

and drops down my hand

I stare into the mirror

I smile

and i dont see any pain

I can pretend that its all ok

that its normal

that i like it

that its fine

as the blood drips

I know i will be all right

She doesnt see her own beauty

She doesnt see the perfection in her stride

She doesnt see the plan for her life

She doesnt see how many people would cry if she was gone

She doesnt see me

I'm not friends with her

sadly

I only met her twice

and maybe if i didnt look at her apperance

and if i looked at her eyes

instead of her eyes shadow i would of seen

maybe if i practiced what i preached i would of noticed something

maybe if i wasnt stupid enough

to judge her on her clothes

I would of seen the pain

she was trying to hide

maybe if i didnt spend as much time critecing her lifestyle

I could of seen what her life was like at home

maybe instead of throwing her away

I could of looked in her eyes

Maybe if i wasnt so stupid

I could of seen

the one thing we both hide perfectly

I can feel it in the very air I breathe.
I can see it in the blackest night.
I can touch its coldness shrouding me in silk.
I can hear its suggestive words, constantly whispering.
I can taste its need to feed on my fear.
I can and will ignore this monster.
After all,
Its just my reflection.

I have been suicidal for as long as i can remeber

but its diffrent on the other side

I girl i met only three times

tried to commit suicide

and i went in my room and cried

the entire night

i barely knew her

I she was a friends friend

But if she actually died

I qouldnt be the same again

I blow a spliff before I jump off of my rainbow

And lately IV been searching for payloads of  pasios to take home so witness the paper chase I guess that's that why my father stays gone  and somebody gotta get it just for the lights can stay on

and mama has a job but we pulling up on the lawn for a car she can sortta pay on and teis no longer there cahrri can only play on that's why I gotta make  songs so untilI make my portion I have no mattress to lay on all I want is the green and ill take it without the crayons so mama we're gonna make it I put that on what I skate on

No one tries to save the monster from themselves