dont stop hurting me, darling
i dont care
as long as youre still there

you're a useless, useless child.
you cant do anything right.
go isolate yourself little girl,
maybe that'll make you feel better.
but oh look at that,
she's sliding the blade across her wrists,
and starts feeling light headed.
but what's this? shes smiling?
no, no, no!! she cant be happy!! she doesnt deserve it!!
but its too late, shes dying.
shes a useless, useless dead little girl
laying in a pool of her blood.
a useless, useless corpse,
that doesnt know how to do anything right.
now what about funeral expenses?
shes a burden even after shes passed.
she'll always be a useless, useless child

Why do I think you love me when you don't
Why do I feel you longing when you won't
Why do I feel ways I've never felt before
For someone who's never walked through my door
Why do I try so hard to believe
In a false idea that can only deceive
Why does my heart weigh heavy for you
Why don't you feel the way I do
How did you capture me like prized prey
How can you throw me back to the wild frey
How can I feel love for the idea of you
When the only truth left is you don't want me to
When my love feels light and blows on the wind
I find myself on your hook reeled in again
But you aren't throwing it out for a catch
You just want me gone, a bad batch
I'm sorry for loving you
But still I can't help it, I do
I cant explain
I can only exclaim
That your worth all the love I have to give
But my mistakes infuriate you to seeth
Well it is all done and blocked off now
Is it my turn to get over you somehow

its never-ending torture.

you're in my dreams at night,
you've taken over my thoughts during the day,
i cant get a break.

but, maybe i dont want to
maybe, secretly, i like it.

maybe, just maybe,
im looking forward to it,
this never-ending torture.

it might not be so bad.

she thought she was swimming,
when in reality, she was sinking

she knew so too,
somewhere deep inside her

but she did nothing about it,
and kept pretending to swim

maybe, she'll learn how to swim someday

definitely not today, but someday.

she's been locked in her room for so long.
she doesnt remember why she's there,
or who she is.

all she remembers is that she mustn't leave,
no matter what happens.

but she's grown so thin, so fragile, so weak.

days, month, years;
they've all blurred together.

she can't even remember her name.

poor little ghost girl.