We fall for people, who aren't there to catch us.
They make you jump off a cliff for them,
Promising to be there when you drop.
Eventually they forget their promises,
Give up not their commitments.
Instead they let you fall and leave you there,
With nothing but a bleeding soul and an aching heart.

He got tired of telling me that I was beautiful.

I was drowning but nobody saw my struggle.
They left me to be suffocated by my own thoughts.
Pushed around by my own soul.
Torn to bits by my own feelings.
I was never going to be okay.
I didn't choose to just end up like this.
But I will see the sun some day.
Maybe not in this life but,
Surely in the next.

There's that one person who her heart is addicted to.
She won't get over him.
I mean he does nothing but make her cry,
Yet she still wants him.

All her friends tell to let him go.
He'll only hurt you again and again.
But what if she actually likes the pain?
What if this is the only thing keeping her alive?

To know that for one second,
He thinks about about her.
The fact that he takes time to cause her nothing but pain,
She'd rather he thinks about hurting her,
Than not think about her at all.

So tell me,
Is it really pain if you like it?

Being sold dreams would hurt more,
If only I had them.
All I have is nightmares,
The nightmares of reality.
Chasing me before I go to sleep,
Haunting me when I am asleep.
Knocking on my back door,
Telling me to wake up.
As if its as easy as it seems.
Don't believe everything you see on TV,
For I have learnt the hard way,
That there's no such thing as dreams.
Just your wild imagination,
And feelings.
Lying to keep you alive.