• my eyes swell up with tears
    as music fills my ears
    angered
    confused
    lost
    all easy words
    guess it would never occour
    yea, i promised i wouldnt
    and even i know i shouldnt
    but its the one thing i crave
    and ive sorta become a slave
    facing the floor
    behind a closed door
    cold air flows in
    this is my prefered sin
    i find the blade
    im the mess youve made
    i wished madly
    i pleaded badly
    im weak
    stupid
    worthless
    more easy words
    but there all true
    and there beacuse of you
    the screams that you forced from me
    and then you just leave
    i hate you as much as i need you
    youve infected me like the flu
    one cut for the love
    two for how i felt so above
    three for the hate
    four beacuse of me being late
    blood on my shirt
    damn, this hurts
    i bit my lip
    my arms all ripped
    i look up at the sky
    and i beg god
    'why?'