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my own experiences in life packed together in this emotional book.... |
| The voices of angels call to me And sometimes when I'm really upset I wonder what would happen if I Followed my friends and took the knife In my shaking hands and made Scars across my arms and ankles. Would I cry if the house suddenly Burned down around me? Would they Cry if they found that I Didn't make it outside? If I Managed to get out of the window And fell onto the ground, would they Even notice that I was gone? Or Would they go on with every day life? Remember that time that I ran out Of the house crying, with my Cellphone clutched in my hand and It was dark and raining and I was gone for about an hour, but Nobody even bothered to look for me And nobody bothered to call me. Did you even care that I was gone? Maybe, maybe, maybe I should just disappear because All of the secrets that you don't understand are bottled up inside and They'll never get out. I didn't let my guard down for Anyone but you. I am the girl with everything wrong And a fake smile, real tears. But maybe it'll all be better If I just Disappear |