i wisper
Tears of acid go down
They've forgotten about me
Again this is happning?
A painfull mess is what people see me as
Discard me like a peice of paper
But I love them
For I cannot leave them
But they may leave me alone all they want
After a while it just wont hurt me anymore
I have to get use to being alone
Thats when I may be comfortable
With the thought of death on my mind
And the bliss of knowing
I wont hurt you anymore