There he is.
Walking towards me.
I don't know what to say.
He's nice. So nice.

When he striked a conversation.
I knew that it pierced me.
He looked straight in my eyes and...

Boom!

What a surprise!
I was already naked.

I can lie.
when I say,
Nope I'm Fine,
as I'm cutting up my thighs,

I can lie,
When I say,
I hate you,
to help pass the time,
and make me feel like maybe something I've said isn't such a crime.

I can Lie,
As I hold you hand,
saying everything is going to be alright,
but I only know it might,

But I can not tell a lie.
as I really love you.
and have been honest with you.

A blood stain on a piece of paper
shows so **** much.

popularity never mattered much to me
i really just wanted to get through the days unseen
and even now, i feel like i'm constantly hiding
i try not to look in the mirror
so even i won't know i'm there
the only person i ever wanted to see me left and broke me
she took every part of me that mattered and left it shattered
and i don't really care if anyone else ever looks at me again