look at me sitting here cracking a laugh to hide all the pain that subsides
inside of my tarring lungs. my addiction is taking over me, everynight i
think of the next day, you on my arms and this one last burning ciggarette
in my lungs. burning leaf is being held down in my weakening lungs. keeping
lies is so hard to do, i know im wrong i know that i am the one to blame. i
will cry a tear for every tear that i make you cry. and i will dig a scar on
my wrist, for every tear you spill because of me.

im tired of trying to be someone that i am not. im tired of always having to
hide what i do. im tired of trying to be perfect. thats just not me, so if
you dislike what i really am than leave and fuck me over while you can.

i have gone to far, my friends make up lies just to make my heart weak. just
to make my blood stop pumping to my head. im getting light headed, this sun
is looking dark, my eyes look grey instead of baby blue. we all want to be
betrayed as an angel, as a perfect being. but i know and have become to
realize that im not. so take my devil side along with my sinning angel side.
 
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