I just want to enjoy my life again. I just want to be happy. I just want be like she; like you. I want to smile, to laugh. I don´t want to have suicidal thoughts, but I have. I don´t want to kill myself, but I do. Not all suicide notes are written on paper: mine are written in my skin. // She stood out in the crowd, was a little to loud... but that's why we love her. She's not like other girls; she could have conquered the world... until you broke her down... Are you happy now? That she's on the ground; and do you realize the words you say make bruises that don't fade away? Are you happy now?That you've brought her down, and she's thinking that she won't fit in, ´cause you said something's wrong with her. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?
