Death was all she had left.

Don't tell me that it's normal to cry yourself to sleep.
Don't tell me that it's normal to want to cut your skin deep.
Don't tell me that it's normal to feel unwanted.
Don't tell me it's my age,
Don't tell me it's my "teenage rage",
Don't tell me I'm dramatic,
Don't tell me I'm problematic.
If you were in my shoes,
You'd want to hate me too.

I caught your eyes
Set on me
I saw them twinkle
I saw what you could see

I began to feel
What you could see
I felt so beautiful
I could do anything

I felt so precious
The most treasured gem
Had mighty importance
every hair strand

Oh that twinkle in your eyes
It gave me so much
I felt I was your life.

The thoughts pile up
Pushing hard against my lips
Trying to find a way to make sense

I know this probably sounds crazy
but our love is not what it seems
I know everything about you
and you're always in my dreams.

but yet you love her
and I fade into nothing
I long for your touch
beg for us to be something

the way you look into her eyes
is how I pray you'll look at me
hold me close to you
and we'll drift out to sea

lose our pain in that ocean
deep within the tide
and you will love me dearly
and I will be your bride.