Don't try to tell me you know me.
When you can't even understand the pain I feel.
Why do I make myself bleed?
I dont know.
I guess it's a habit by now.
I cry and cry, over invisible things I cant feel.
I want to die. But I to scared to try.
I'd like to think I have someone to relate, but they have so much more to be depressed about.
I just a big baby.
Ughh.
Wtf, is this. =(
When you can't even understand the pain I feel.
Why do I make myself bleed?
I dont know.
I guess it's a habit by now.
I cry and cry, over invisible things I cant feel.
I want to die. But I to scared to try.
I'd like to think I have someone to relate, but they have so much more to be depressed about.
I just a big baby.
Ughh.
Wtf, is this. =(
