If this is really how you feel...

When these tears come racing down my cheeks, will you be the one to hold me? When I feel as if I'm not enough, and oh it's so rough, will you tell me I'm perfect?

When I know most of it's lie, but I want to stay alive, so I live this so called life. When the pain hurts deep down, when I want to just go and drown, will you stop me?

I didn't think so...

~Clementine