Black river way,
Drowning today,
They're pulling me under,
Cant hear the thunder.

The storms mimicked the fight,
Lightning providing light,
Dark clouds used to always give warning...
Will you be mourning?

No more fight to give,
Cant find any reason to live.
The signs are here.
Made perfectly clear.

No one offered a hand,
Just more demands,
No one has stepped in to say,
"Hey, are you okay??"

But it would be just one more lie off the lips,
And one more scar on the hips,
But enough to pull me under.
Just for the demons hunger.

Falling from the edge,
Grasping for a ledge,
Reach out to save me,
Before I leap free.

Cannot do this alone,
Can't you hear it in my tone,
Saying Im fine,
But its just another practiced line?

Why cant anyone see,
Im not the girl thats me,
But just one running from herself,
Hiding from her twisted mental health.

Its dark inside,
No where to hide,
Someone reach out to save me,
Before I leap free.

Looking into the mirror,
I really need someone here,
Not what I want to see,
Can this really be me?

Its suddenly too dark to see,
Maybe light a candle,
This is too much to handle.

Sudden burst of light,
Quick moment of flight,
Finally free,
Because no one saved me.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Its past midnight,
And Im up waiting for you.

The color is fading,
From the flowers we picked,
The clock has striked one,
You wont know what you've missed.

It's 4 o'clock now,
Maybe time to go to bed,
But I just cant quite seem,
To look at the mirror above my head.

We all have secrets,
No one can know.
We all have secrets,
That we're afraid to let go.

Some secrets,
Are better then others.
Some secrets,
We hide from our mothers,

Some secrets,
Everyone hears.
Some secrets,
Everyone fears.

Some secrets,
Are plain to me.
Some secrets,
No one will see.

My secrets,
No one will know.
My secrets,
I wont let show.

If I did tell you,
They'd come in a hush,
So shush shush...

Behind my smile is a hurting heart,
Behind my laugh Im falling apart,
Look closely at me and you will see,
The girl I am? Isn't me.

You were (are) my best friend,
I really thought it was us (you and I) till the end,
You knew (know) what goes on in my head.
You cared (care?) when I was happy or sad,
I could never (ever) remain mad.

You know, something terrible has occurred,
I'm not (you are) the one getting lectured.
You called (please call!) me your angel and your everything.
....I'm too afraid to try and do a thing...
You don't talk to me and whenever I actually try,
I often end up surrounded by strangers (not you) as I cry.

You look tired and exhausted,
I set up that stupid chat room and look what it costed.
You're seeming able to walk and talk without any pain,
I have lost my everything, with nothing to gain.
You probably don't miss me,
I'm glad you're (finally!) free.

You no longer have to constantly reassure (love) this one.
I just can't seem to get over you and be done.
You were (are?) protective and sweet,
I don't if  Im glad (sad?) we did meet.
You were my most peaceful balm but now the most painful thing,
I doubt I'll ever see those eyes light up with that special 'bing'.

Your meaningful (less?) silence is killing me,
I  don't want to take the signs and just let you be.
Your lack of works is telling me to just stop already and go,
I'm screaming (not that you can hear) no, no, no.