smile,is wut they say,
but how can i wen its never my day?

things will b better..!
thats not true,kuz its been like this since m born ,so its never

i fight wid my tears every night
but i hate confessing that this is not right

tears flow down my face,
tryin 2 hide it reminds me of how m keeping myself in the maze

hurt,pain,anger,hate..
thats how i feel,m startin to believ that this is my fate

all inside that tiny heart
what can it handle?its getting torn apart

m wondering sometimes,if theres people out there like me
i just hope not for its the worst feeling no one can c

i dont like wut i feel
but i cant help it,i got no other choice to deal

choking wid my words,leading me to my own death
this is getting worse,finally i confess

night r getting long,dreams turning to nightmare
thats how not how i wanted it to b,this is not a fairytale

i scream everyday for help
but the voice is low,no1 understand how bad it felt

my body gets weak,nd i get on my knees
for the 1st time i ask god to take this pain away,would you please??

my please never seem enough,for he doubled the pain
screams wid tears starts to flow down like rain

i wanna grab the knife,nd enjoy every cut
but i promised my love not to ,nd he wont accept the "but"

pills are also on the list of noway
but if it wasnt for him, i would have done it to other way


i dont feel m loved my none
but with him its the only time my life gets the sun

hurt doesnt matter wen i think of him
kuz i know our hearts have win

things wil be better i believe
only next to him is where heaven inside of me gets to never leave

he promised me better
nd wid his words i feel that nothing else matters