I always want to cry.
It gets so bad that I slowly die.
There is just so much pain.
It wont stop even with a sharp blade to my vain.
I got to watch the blood as it slowly spilled out.
I never even had to shout.
I felt numb, maybe the monster had gone.
I was dying, but finally I was done.
I felt happiness no pain, no shame.
But the sad part of it all was I was saved and I was to blame.

How much can you love someone?
why cant I just leave and be done?
why do I have so many questions..
not a doctor but I think I have depression.

Im stuck, inlove and in pain.
I once took a blade to my vain.
I wanted it to stop.
I just felt sad enough to drop.

I was blinded by a boy.
who acted like I was nothing but a whorish toy.
I still loved him, it could have just been the fact that he was my first.
I hated myself I hated him but he was the answer to my thirst.

How do you get ride of your thoughts.
the one that for the longest of time you fought.
it is shameful I know this but it is also a lesson.
even if its all done you can feel the lingering essen.

We are outcasts
Children born into dark
We listen to music that relates to us
We try to stand up and make our mark

Everyone thinks we cut
Or that we are depressed
They joke around and say mean things
Think we worship Satan and try to bless

But that's not who we are
That's not all we do
We cry, and laugh
We can love too

Yes, we may cut
And we may want to cry
But all you think we do is
Wish that we could die

In my mind
I see the world
No one is kind
I am a just an only girl

Blinded by rage
Everything is red
In this age
People have bled

I want to strangle you
Gouge your eyes out
But what do I do?
Smile as bitterly as I can, and I don't even pout

I try so hard just to scream!
I feel this is only becoming a dream.
Why can't I even breath?
is it all because my grief?
I think im beginning to sink...
or is it just me staring at the water on the outside of my drink?
I think this is called depression.
so sad how fast a brightly world can be turned blacken.
Im already drowning.
I know, I can see you frowning...
please give me your hand..
i'll be your biggest fan.
if you don't its okay, I guess im not really scared.
in death im just alittle tared....
you're the one who broke my heart
you should be happy to watch me break apart.
but sadly im afraid I can't stay for very long....
Cause don't you see that im already gone...