Its sad really
Because the only reason I haven't killed myself yet
Is because I don't want to hurt anyone
But the reason I want to **** myself is because everyone is hurting me

Everything starts to hurt after midnight

"She's so full of life" my teacher said.
So why do I wish I was dead.
"She's extremely bold"
My neighbor says, so why is my heart so cold.
"Her eyes are so pure" my mother says but I'm not quite sure.
I've seen evil and instead of fighting it, I became it.

When I was little I was afraid of the dark.
Who knew what was creeping around in the shadows.
But now that I'm older I am not afraid.
Because the darkness took me in
When I was alone

The voices are growing stronger
Calling me to sea.
They want me to hurt you
But I won't let that be.
The voices are loud today
Screaming in my head
Telling me to **** you
But I won't go through.
The voices are angry now
Telling me to die
They say I'm worthless
And I don't know why.
I'm going to quiet the voices now.
I am happy to be free
It's getting hard to see.
The voices kept me alive
Now there's nothing left
and I cannot survive

All I remember from that night
is our kiss in the street,
Heartbroken memories,
And the blur of alcohol.

And I won't forget the times we shared, dancing In the streets to the silent lullabies.