Empty
empty
I wish it did not hurt
I wish we made it work.
many times i ask myself why
every second trying not to cry.
I wish i could die an end this pain
but what would i gain.
No one will see me different or that i can change.
To be alone with every acking bone
I cant make it on my own....
A pretty mask i can wear an no one will see a tear.
I cant speak clear, i can hardly breath knowing
i deserve to bleed