Broken

 

broken HOPES foling away
dont u hav sumthing 2 say
doz 8 mke u slip
emptines of words dat uve sed
SCARS n my HART dat u left
nw m clos 2 dying

vrythngs failing wd tots of U
nw m down w/out knwing wats tru
wd d way u luk at SUM1 els
VRY1S saying juz try 2 b STRONG how I wish dat m juz being WRONG wud u try 2 hir me out?

d mood of distraction's prevailing 2nyt
hav u sin wats d BEST & wats RYT
nw ur gone & ur on ur own
d ghost of my PRESNCE s saying GUDBYE
& il die w/out making things ryt
& ur gone & m on my own

broken glass CUT me 2 slip
wounds r DISSECTED so DEEP
I dont want 2 wake up
I nid dis BLOOD 2 warm my hands
u dont hav 2 undrstnd
u juz got ME OL WRONG