I can't think staright.
I dont know what to do.
All these drugs in my system, killing me slowly, happy as can be.
I dont know whats going on but not carring at the same time.
I want this feeling to last.

my life is a mess, A chaotic twist.Drugs control me, drinking makes it worse.I love my life, even though its killing me a little bit more, each and everyday.I like being committed to thingsi know wont leave me.*

it's not the drugs that kill me,or the cuts on my wrists...it's those words you spoke to me.

I messed up, but that's what I do.my life is so mixed up, and as soon as I getsomething that can even classify as normal,I mess it up. I never meant to hurt you,you are the only good thing I have, but Ihad to mess it up.. because if my lifewasn't a mess.. well, it wouldn't be mine.

The hardest things to say are the words that mean the most
So I'll bite my tongue till it bleeds and I doubt you'll even know
The easiest things to fake are feelings to fool someone else
And I've been tricked for so long that I spent these last few months in my own hell

im so tired of looking at my feet..
&& all the secrets that i keep..
my hands are barely holding up my head..
while my heart is nearly hangin by a thread

I have drugs down my throat && cuts on my wrists, t
he whole world is so dark, in the corner I sit,
all my friends are gone as I cry a black tear, why am I here? I
s it for the torture? Or the pain? I
can’t find the answer to keep me sane,
I’m lost forever in my scary life,
it can’t get any worse like two dice,
I walk into the kitchen, I see the silver knife, the shiny blade stabs through me, and ends my awful life

her heart is black and full of hate
but you can't tell by looking at her face
she seems so happy with all her friends
laughing and joking with all of them
but under her skin she wants to cry but no tears can come out her pretty blue eyesit's killing her, from the inside outand she knows it without a doubt she keeps it inside always and forever hoping on day it might help make it better but she keeps smiling, for all her friends

poping the pills, shooting up the speed....
Pushing everyone away, leaving nothing but yourself,
Memories of what was runnning through your head;
as you slowly go off, beyond the place called death

I know; we're complete strangers now.We both pretend like we don't care, but I can feel the tension as much as you can.I know how to hide my feelings from your stares and no matter what you think.