When I look down at you,
I see all the marks that I made,
All the scars I desired.
I wanted it,
I needed the pain,
Just any feeling to feel alive.
But feeling alive,
It just wasn't worth it,
I see why I felt nothing at all,
I understand why I needed it so much.
Why did it have to take so long,
Why must I feel anything?
All I ever ask is why? why, why, why, why.
But maybe I caused all of it,
All on propose.
Maybe I wanted to be abused like this,
But no, not a sane person would want that ever.
Then again looking at all the lies,
All the fakeness, All the pain I caused,
Maybe I'm not sane at all.
Should I be put away for good?
Never to see the sun again.
Some whould say yes, other say no.
I think I just need to find a quite corner,
And let it all out,
Break a few bones, ohh well,
It's what i'd pay.
Just to get all this heartache off my chest.
To just be able to be a happy teen,
To just be happy once again,
So I wont take a blade to my wrist,
I wont burn my skin as if its dirty,
I wont tie the cord around my neck and hope no one comes home to save me,
I wont inhale gas or fumes just to be able to function throughout the day.
No, I wont do any of that anymore, Because I have seen the light,
I have lived through the darkness,
I have made it another day,
But yes if I were to die today,
At least I know my life is worth living,
That I was worth the hurt and pain,
The love and the care
That someone was there, and someone does love me for who I am.
That I am not alone.