On the outside I'm calm and friendly
On the inside I have many dark secrets most of them you would rather not know. If you did you would be terrified of me.
If you knew what I can do you would avoid me
And if he knew how I feel he would love me also

What a cruel world I live in
I have no one who loves
Me or cares that I exist
"Just a waste of space." They say
I have one question to ask
What did I ever do to you?

I'm so in love with him
but i'm getting used to the fact
that i'm never going to  be good enough.
when i see her with him i wonder
what does she have that i don't.

i'm made fun of
i only have one friend
people think i'm confusing as **** and never listen to a word i say,
and everybody i love will never love me back
whats the point of life anyway?

Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met.
and at the end of the year it tell him before he left forever that i will never forget him,

one message each day,
hinting something to him,
the sick feeling of anger when he thinks it was sent from someone else,
when all along it was sent from the one who had the strongest feelings

it's not the pain of the knife in my arm its the pain of the knife in my broken heart and the fact that you put it there