you ever wish thier was a promise someone could make
and not let you down
you ever wish you kept youre mouth shut
instead of opening it
give someone youre secrets
theyll never be secrets
again

let somone see you low
and theyll stab you in that verry
moment
the ones we love are the ones we hate
and only those we fall in love with we
truly hate
it makes sense in my brain

everyone who knows me crushes me when they
find out who i am
poor little girl with
a fucked up life
and a twisted way of escape
to me im nomaral
to anyone who never felt the pressure
or a blade dug deep and thier pain released
just thinks im
crazy and I need help or something
help is not what I need nor sanity for
once i just need someone to relie on
but you cant relie on no one that hasnt see what youve seen

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