What to do What to think
Should i tell or Should i hide it in
Am i confused or do i know the answer
Am i lost or Have i been found
Am i sad or Am i happy
Does he like me or is it all in my head
Do i have cuts for fun or Are they for pain
Do i like the beat Or the Lyrics
Do i like him or am I using him
I wouldnt know
I don't know who i am or who i have become
But i know this I have hope because if i didnt
I wouldn't be here
Saturdays the day People wear black
With tears running down there cold long faces
Greaving over there lost love one and friend
everyone crys
Everyone will get over it someday
Except the girl who new the secreat
But didnt speak up a
s her mascara turns her tears black
She feels nothing but pain ans hurt
She stands there like a statue
Shes’s cold and wet from all the tears she has let fallen
She hides the pain behind the mask she wears
She feels sick and wants to throw up
But she can’t she hasent eaten in days
she cant sleep nor can she think
shes cold lonley scared and restless
She hated herself,
She wishes she was the one to die not him
She loved him but no one new
She tryed her best but failed
She hurt She started to do drugs,
She OD over 11 times to be with him
She started to cut herself over him
But nothing worked
She would cry herself to sleep Every night wishing he was still there with her
She poked herself the last time with a needle it perced through her skin
The drugs ran through her
She fell alsleep wishing he was there
She never got up
She finally got her wish
