I care about people more than i care about myself
yet people still treat me like an antique book and put me on a shelf
And there i sit for days, maybe even years
until your all alone and you need somebody else
and there i will sit, where you last put me down
loyal and waiting to hear how the world let you down

Love is awful
Love is the worst
it will consume your heart
and then make it burst
it will control your thoughts, you speech and your actions
if your not careful, it could become a fatal attraction
the worst part of love is that when it is gone
your left with this feeling, and you don't know whats wrong
you stuck inside your head, and you think your life is ending
but little do you know, its only just beginning
Soon enough, the black curtain will rise
the darkness will fade, and you'll open your eyes
you realize that your okay, that you didnt die
Some tears were shed, and some hearts were shattered
but your okay, and thats all that really matters

I can strongly relate to the feeling of not wanting to get out of bed
not because im tired, but because i wish i was dead
the sadness is my bed, which i need to leave but cant
because im used to empty, im comforted by sad
being happy and content is too much in the unknown
i'd prefer to be by myself, to spend my time alone

The days that i am happy
are few and far between
no, im not depressed
I'm just a statistically sad teen
i wake up in the morning
regret running through my veins
and then i go to bed
with the same amount of pain