I can never explain the ways I've felt
Growing up without you, playing the cards I was dealt.
There were always many things I wanted to say
My dreams and new thoughts that came each day
I wish I could take back some of the skeptical things I've said
To be more respectful, listen, be positive instead.
At times I felt you were never listening to what I would say,
So I'd get angry and react in the wrong way.
I understand that it took some time
Blood pours from my mouth like rain
This agony leaving me in dismay
I wish I were dead already
To feel free without restraint
These chains are too heavy
Nothing makes sense anymore
It hasn't since you threw me to the floor
As all my spilled blood drenches me
I hear you in the distance laughing
When I try to look inside a mirror
This face isn't mine anymore
My true form is revealed in time
This illusion is for humanity
Getting ready to see friends
Go to the mirror put on makeup on
To hide my true self.
Is this what life is about?
I see my friends flirty & girly.
I try to be happy an like them,
but all I feel is alone.
No-one here to help me
I am different to my friends.
I am different, fun, happy girly
but is that me?
Some Call It Crazy. Some Say Its Sick. But I Think Its Freedom. The Pain Is Fierce. But Quick. Some Say That Its Sin. Just Alittle To Risque. But It Helps Release The Pain That I Go Through Everyday The Blade Is Sharp And Cold As It Runs Across My Skin Leaving Me To Ponder And Decide How Deep I Cut In. The Icy Chill Running Down My Spine Makes Me Feel At Ease I No Longer Feel Like Like A Coward ****ing Up On Everything With Every Breath I Breathe But Somedays I Want To Stop Feeeling Like Everythings
Rain Rain Go Away. Because of You The Pain Will Stay Slit My Throat Cut My Heart Out Leave Me Here Tear It Apart Poison Tears Stream Down My Face My Heart Beats At A Steady Pace As I Try To Stand Again Alone And Standing In The Rain I Dont Need You Anymore... IS what I Think While Tears Pour I Hate You Like I Hate Life But Lovee Is What Cuts Like A Knife Love Is Death And Death Is You Its Pain Stains Like A Black Tattoo Those Memories Come Back Again And Bind Me In Ropes Of Pain Crimson Blood Streams