Sweet girl
Busy girl
Now she's just a dizzy girl
Took one too many pills and shots
The world kept going but she did not

Pretty girls
Mean girls
They gave her a real whirl
They broke her into pieces and fed 'em to the birds
Her armor was shattered by their whispered words

Silent girl
Tierd girl
Now she's just a liar girl
She plasters on that smile, so the world can see her not
So that they can't see every day is a battle and that for every breath she's fought

Tiny girl
Quiet girl
Now she's just a dying girl
All her strings were cut, her mind was full of strife
The people, the mirror, the everything here--sapped her of her life

She's gone...

Sadness is a razor
Uncertanty marks my arms
Dissapointment carved my thighs
But the crimson is so beautiful
When all you want is to die

My arms cry for a breakup
My legs for being unwanted
New skin where the old used to be
Your body is now haunted

But the scars have a certain beauty
Be it from razor, needle, or knife
They show that you were strong enough
To not give up on life

If you could give only one thing?
Most people would say they choose love.
Love is like a day in spring,
when the birds soar high up above,

from the south to the north fly,
also waking form sleep creation,
telling the winter's cold good bye,
and the earth starts resurrection.

If love was the chosen one
this simple gift how would you give?
Would there be attached conditions,
with self serving motives,

or could you give it freely,
not expecting a reward?
Would that be hard or easy,
needs to be consider before.

Some would choose to give money,
thinking that would solve some needs.
I think this thought is funny
their character can be seen.

Not that this is a bad thing,
we all can use some money,
but the gift of love is lacking,
and can fill all needs completely.

So what gift is in need of more
is something to think about,
digging deep in ones core
choosing right without a doubt?

Remember one gift can be passed,
that is all you have to give.
Want it to forever last,
or for a moment let it live?

Here, where the lonely hooting owl
Sends forth his midnight moans,
Fierce wolves shall o’er my carcase growl,
Or buzzards pick my bones.
No fellow-man shall learn my fate,
Or where my ashes lie;
Unless by beasts drawn round their bait,
Or by the ravens’ cry.
Yes! I’ve resolved the deed to do,
And this the place to do it:
This heart I’ll rush a dagger through,
Though I in hell should rue it!
Hell! What is hell to one like me
Who pleasures never know;
By friends consigned to misery,
By hope deserted too?
To ease me of this power to think,
That through my ***** raves,
I’ll headlong leap from hell’s high brink,
And wallow in its waves.
Though devils yell, and burning chains
May waken long regret;
Their frightful screams, and piercing pains,
Will help me to forget.
Yes! I’m prepared, through endless night,
To take that fiery berth!
Think not with tales of hell to fright
Me, who am ****’d on earth!
Sweet steel! come forth from our your sheath,
And glist’ning, speak your powers;
Rip up the organs of my breath,
And draw my blood in showers!
I strike! It quivers in that heart
Which drives me to this end;
I draw and kiss the ****** dart,
My last—my only friend!

We all have separate thoughts, 
We wonder about people's plots. 
It's a tough world we're in, 
We all just can't fight off our own sin. 

We must keep going and persevere, 
It's hard though in this world of fear. 
I know  how it feels to be scared, 
But sometimes you can't be prepared

We all need our answers in our lives,
We look around and let out our cries. 
It stays silent but the answer's there
You just need someone who cares. 

Just when you think it's over it not,
You may lose the battle you fought. 
The scene is scary and really sad, 
You may never really feel this bad. 

It's hard for me and that's for sure, 
I don't even know what to fight for. 
For friends or my own pride, 
What's really worth dying inside?

I hate it here in this large universe,
I can't stand living with this curse. 
It's so deadly but you're  just stuck,
I try to run and hide but I'm out if luck. 

I need you here by my side,
Anyone who can get me back pride. 
Nothing lasts forever I promise this, 
I just need to find my sweet bliss. 

We need to stand together as one,
To some the fight will be won.
Keep fighting and you'll meet an end, good or bad you'll find out it depends. 

I'm losing and I can't help it, 
I have fallen in a dark black pit. 
I can't see where I'm going I'm so lost,
I need a light to help me across. 

I love you and need you here, 
You need to help me leave this fear. 
I have a lot to say but I just can't, 
I hear these voices as they just chant

I will soon have my answers I know, 
I need something that I can show. 
People expect things from me, 
I don't know why but I need the key. 

I'll be done soon I can tell
But it's hard when you're living in hell. 
I'll be fine don't you worry, 
The answers are beginning to scurry

This is the end my dear sweet friends
Goodbye to you as this all ends. 
We'll see each other soon I pray, 
But for now I'll be going astray.

The madness creeping through my veins. 
The evil lurking through my body. 
Trying to take control once more. 
It'll stop at nothing and win at nothing. 

It can try but it won't succeed. 
It's a battle to be fought forever. 
We all have our battles and we all fight. 
Those who chose to give up will always lose. 

If everyone fought their own battles then there would be less problems. 
If we all were stronger things would be better. 
If we all were respectful less problems would appear. 
If we all got along life would be great. 

We all have different fights inside. 
Different pain that can't heal. 
Pain that can only be fought forever. 
Some pain is to just let go. 

It crawls through you like snakes. 
Slithering through to the core. 
Eating you up until you're weak. 
To have the will and faith is the only way. 

Other people may see your fighting. 
Other people may try to help. 
To some, trying to help means losing sight of their own battle. 
This can be good or bad. 

To scream from the pain as it creeps. 
To cry as the slithering courses on through. 
Others watch and some open up to their battles. 
To some people it causes more battles. 

Passing your pain and leaving it in the night. 
Leave it all behind. 
Be strong. 
Never let it touch you again. 

Scream as it bites at you. 
Throw it away. 
Rip it out of you. 
Fight it, and it will forever be dead in the darkness. 

It wants you to die. 
It's so evil. 
The pain inside won't give up. 
It'll watch you fall away. 

Tear it from your body. 
Leave it for dead. 
Don't let it back in. 
We'll be fine. 

You're body is a home for goodness. 
Bodies have been laid out flat with the victory of evil. 
Some laid out after a life of good. 
Let the pain go away. 

The evil pain in your body is gone. 
Your life is your battleground. 
Your life is yours. 
You life is in your hands.

Forget about the bad things you've done.
The promises to yourself you've broke.
Forget them.
The choices that may be immoral.
Forget them.
The fights you've started.
Forget them.
The selfish deeds you've done.
Forget them.
The pain you have stored inside.
Forget that.
You are new and free to begin a new life.
Don't forget that.

I'm a victim in this violent world.
In this world there's a crazy flow.
It doesn't make any sense.
I really just want to go.

I'll be free from this world.
Free from the pain.
I don't like it here.
I find happiness but it turns to shame.

My anger turns to fears.
My fears turn to tears.
My tears turn to sorrow.
My sorrow bids goodbye to my morrow.