• Call me emo,
    call me depressed.
    Say im the quiet girl.
    But there aren't any truth to your words.
    You say these to me
    because you dont know what its like to be hurt.

    The tear in your heart,
    can never be repaired.
    A painful slap across your face,
    as reality tries to bring you back.
    The physical pain can disappear,
    but the emotions stay and fade
    Into your dreams.
    The faces of the ones that you hold dear
    disappearing for eternity.

    Your friends dont know how much it hurts.
    They tell you
    "It's alright, you'll get over it."
    with such a melancholy smile.
    They try to wipe all the despair and anger from you
    in a desperate attempt to make you forget.
    But they're all wrong,
    they will always be in your
    memories.

    You can be sitting in that same little hole
    swearing at the world.
    Blaming God
    for taking them away
    from you.
    But snow just falls on that grave,
    as you stand before it.
    Crying to the long lost soul.
    that will always be in
    your memories.