The occasions written out on my arms,I can't tell the 
events apart.
They blend together,
Fading into one another.
Is this what I wanted?
Never.
I wanted to be pure,
But my own mind turned corrupt,
Poisoning my thoughts.
They all say pretty girls don't cry,
They don't feel at all.
Behind my eyes is a mind begging to Die. But you'll never 
know cause I've Learned I have to hide. But I can never 
escape my insides.
I've destroyed myself so you don't Have to anymore,
I've closed all my open doors.
I know that honesty won't help this time
And the truth will just lead to shame.
All the marks are the stitches of what I'm still trying 
to put back together.
But what's in season doesn't match the Patterns of what 
I've suffered.
They all say pretty girls don't cry,
They don't feel at all.
Behind my eyes is a mind begging to Die. But you'll never 
know cause I've Learned I have to hide. But I can never 
escape my insides.