a tear falls down the side of my face,
my pain revolves at a steady pace,
you left me to die to wilt in the rain,
all those words you said in vain,
i feel so dead and worthless inside,
but i lied and said i was fine,
every line on my wrist has a story to tell,
most of them are about u and how i used to feel,
u say u love me but i no u dont,
u tell me to stay but u no i wont,
its just one nore line closer to the vain,
its nothing serious im just playing with death again,
maybe if life gav me love,
then i could stay and be sent above,
instead of six feet under