You make it sound so easy to be alive
but tell me how am i supposed seize this day
when everything inside of me has died

you can only run from the memories for so long
before fate stabs you in the back
and you fall so deep in what could have been
that the "maybes" and "what ifs" strangle you.   

I cant dwell on the memories anymore.
They remind me that i once was not so lonely
Which makes my heart long more for your touch.
But then again, your touch makes me sick.
Im still dancing around in the mess of your lies.

And there was never any place
For someone like me to be
Totally happy
I'm running out of clock and that
Ain't a shock
Some things never do change

your words are cold and empty
they have no feeling behind them
show me some feeling
show me some emotion
i can't go on living this life
knowing that it's all up to you
and yet you still won't choose

Tears ran down your face,
Like rain on the window you were looking out
What were you looking for?
I won’t ask tonight.

theres a word i cant remember and a feeling i can't escape.

 I think I finally realized how much
That I really care for this boy,
While I was lying in my bed last night,
Thinking how he doesn't care for me anymore.

excuse me sir,
but i have plans to die tonight
oh, and you are directly in my way
and i bet your ganna say its not right.

                i'm gonna grin and bear it.
                you won't even know i'm here.
                 i won't utter one word to you.
                  cause that's how you want it, dear. </3

i`ll lock myself alone          in a room until noon          with just a pen a pill          and some paper           and maybe i`ll write   i bite my tongue everytime your around cause blood in my mouth is better then tears on the ground   something told me this would be just another lie darling your love is like a lighting bolt to my heart <3 What's the point of smiling, if there's no one to smile for?   I carved your ..name.. into this [[bullet]] so everyone would know you were the last thing going---> t h r o u g h <--- my head Just do as you're instructed and.... Take this razor and cut your palms I'll do the same until a river of crimson begins to flow Now drip your ruby red over the casket A funeral for my once loved yout her smile may be fake, but the tears are real. she holds inside, the pain she feels. a sad song or another cliche poem of the person i long for