I wont be drawing hearts today.I love you won't be something I will say.I blink in slow motion.My body moves with no speed.Today I am not going to do what you please.Just let me be.Leave me in my solitude.Just ignore it, to you its a mood.Do not ask me what's up.Can't you tell by the frown I'm bearing, or the reminder on the skin I'm wearing?Do not pity me.I am not looking for you sorrow.let me do what I need, so i can have a tomorrow .

Oh how i hate you.you are such a little pric.Everything you say so me makes me want to rip off you ****.All these words you recite and all the misery you cause, I'd rather have my eyes scratched out then have to deal with all your flaws.Oh, you think this is crazy.Wait till i stop being lazy.The true mad comes out,this right here, its barley a shout. Boy, i have warned you before so now you opened another door.Don't wait, because this type of insane won't abate...

Ow,and it really hurts this timeknowing I'm not with youlaying on your chest.and yes, its all my fault I let it go my grip wasn't strongand its all my fault.In ways it seems I take pleasure in this pain.You didn't trick me. i knew all along.you treated me bad thats why i ended it.I don't miss what you are.I miss knowing I could have love just as strong as i did for youI loved the wanting someone. but not wanting their words.just your presence was enough.I tear myself apart,sorry I used you as a test for myself.But I needed to know i was capable of this skill.Love.

Haven’t you noticed the higher you drop something the harder it falls?That’s how it is.I was holding it so highBut they but they pulled and protted at itI let it fallIt was so high up.It crashed so hardAnd now I am just numb.It’s just in a million pieces nowHow will I ever get it back together?What if I never do? I can’t be numb forever.The only way I can feel anything is by trying.I don’t want to be numb anymore.But I have to test my nerves.Make sure I can feel something’s.So I try.Maybe the numbness will stop. One day.When that day comes… step back

I feel like a punching bag.I let people take hits.It hurts me but satisfies them.I can’t stop it now.It’s a game I play.I want it to be over.I would tell them to stop...But I'm just a punching bag.Just take a hit.I will tell you want you want to hear.Even if it kills me.I guess I should stop; now I'm leading you on.But punching bags don't last forever,They have to snap sooner or latter...

It’s almost emptyIt was full in the beginning But **** happens And I didn't stop itI should have walked awaySaid somethingBut I didn'tSo now it’s running outWhat happens when it’s all gone?I guess I never thought of that beforeI just watched it, felt it, it ran through my minedI knew I shouldn't let it go onPeople say I have moreHow do I know "their" not just telling me what I want to here?So they continue assuming I am cluelessI know.But I don't stop it…