There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. When she's looking back at me I can tell...she's hurting inside.
Being depressed fells like you're drowning,
but the hardest thing is that you can see
...everyone around you breathing with ease.
The war is in my mind, but the wounds are on my body
I feel dead inside yet I'm still alive on the outside
Of all the things I have lost
.......I miss my mind the most!
The sad thing is I waited because you never told me it's over.
There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations
In seven days, god created the world. And in seven seconds I shattered mine.
Screaming, shouting crying
cover up the night.
I wake up in the morning,
still seeing no light.
"death is power and goth is pride
...that's the way I feel inside"