Behind tinted windows we all have battles that rage
Its only what's on the surface we
can see

There's the girl you called a **** for being pregnant
There's the boy you made fun of for crying
There's the girl you shoved in the halls
The boy you called lame
The boy you beat up for kissing another boy

Behind tinted windows we all have battle that rage
Its only what's on the surface we can see

She was *****
His mother is dying
She's already being abused at home
He has to work nights to support his family
That's his only reason to live

Behind tinted windows we all have battles that rage
Its only what's on the surface we can see

Her sweatpants and hoody provoked him
Cancer is a *****
Her father is a drunk
His father is in a wheelchair and can't work
His family told him they'd rather him dead than gay

Behind tinted windows we all have battles that rage
It's only what's deep inside we can't see

You taught me how to  kiss
You taught me how to  love
You taught me how to  lie
You taught me low to  live
*you taught me how to  cry
you taught me how to  laugh
You taught me how to  touch your cheek
but when you left,
you forgot to teach me how to  **forget you.

To love at a distance can be torturous, as you always desire closeness to your beloved.

We lived in two different time zones
When the sun rise for me
The moon illuminate the night for her
When I'm wide awake
She's dreaming of a world unknown
I often urge for a touch
To clutch her in my arms
But each thought gets lost in the distance we share
Loving her is harder then loving her if she was here

i wish i had any other addiction than this;







breathing.

Go to sleep, Close your eyes,
Dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wing against a thorne.
You know the pain that  they have borne.

Silver medal, shines so bright
Scarlette blood, that feels so right.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.

The moonlights shining off your tears,
As you bleed your own worst fears,
So tonight when you start to cry,
Whisper the cutters lullaby.

Hushabye baby, your almost dead.
You dont have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife because thats all you need.

Rockabye baby, broken and scarred,
You didnt know that  life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hid so well,
And down will come baby, straight back to hell.

We cut into our skin,
Because,
We are angry,
We are sad,
We are hurting,
We are trying to hide it,
We are lost,
We are broken,
We cut into our skin because we want to feel the scars we feel on the inside,
We want to have proof that we are still alive,
We cut into our skin because we are lost for words and we were left alone,
We cut into our skin because it's all that is left,
We are done, looking for a better way,
We don't talk about "it",
Because we don't trust anymore,
We cut into our skin because it's all we know.