I Feel Like A Balloon. Looking Bright & Cheerful But Empty & Lonely Inside.
Sometimes I Wish Someone Out There Will Find Me. Till Then I Walk Alone.
I Just Want To Feel That I’M Important To Someone.
No matter how hard I try you’re never satisfied.
The soul of sadness is self.
As a rule, our minds are sad.
All gracefulness, it seems, is tinged with sadness.
You sometimes think you want to disappear but all you really want is to be found.
I hate being the one that causes you this pain.
Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.
What’s the point in all this screaming, no one’s Listening any way.
I feel crappy inside, like something just broke.
I’m invisible,until someone needs me.
I have to cut because it’s the only way I can smile.
It seems to me that the harder I try the harder I fall.
I cry then I cut, then I cry again, it never ends.
Only you can put a smile on my face when i’m sad.
I hate when people say they miss you, but don’t make a effort to speak to you or see you.
I hate being broken. I hate that i cannot go back.
Why am i so afraid to lose you when you are not even mine?
Sometimes there is so much we feel but so little we can say.
Tears are prayers too. They travel to God when we can’t speak.
People say never give up, but sometimes, giving up is the best option because, you realise you’re just wasting your time.
Sometimes it’s easier to pretend you don’t care than to admit its killing you
You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.