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the name that cuts like a knife,
it's all that you see inside,
is breaking with every breath I take
the only thing I can't seem to face.
Battle in my MindEat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
I love you..
At least I know I’m alive….
But visions of my demise,
Are becoming far too realistic in my eyes,
Just…….please, don’t involve others if it's a violent (But hopeful) rise.
My Scars Prove You Wrong (finished song)Scars on the surface, on my skin
Look at my wounds to know where I’ve been
Throwing me against my own walls
But I’ve learned to fly, when I fall
And I know my scars are only on the surface.
I know that I,
I am not worthless
No matter how they break me,
No matter how they hurt me
You know a heart
Keeps on bleeding, when it breaks it goes on beating
I, I’ll keep on keeping on
‘Cause my scars prove you wrong.
You can tear down my protection
Destruction is your obsession
Your hatred is resurrecting me.
No matter how they break me,
No matter how they hurt me,
Ill keep on breathing when I’m held underwater
Even if breathing gets a little bit harder
I’ll keep on walking just a little bit farther
And you can’t hold me back
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you were
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
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