Would you love her if you knew all the pain and things she goes through,
Would you love her if you knew she lies awake thinking about you,
Would you love her if you saw the scares she hides,
Would you love her if you saw her lifeless body hanging above.

You love her,
But you sometimes let her go,
Being lesbian may be a stow,
Love who you want but just be warned,
You love them,
They will keep you warm.

With love comes a new,
A new day is what I drew,
Forbidden from this love,
But she is as butiful as a dove.

oh you seem sad they will say,
oh im just tierd today,
but deep down i have a broken heart,
and outside im falling apart,
death will soon take me over,
and i wont be here very longer,
until that day i will always say im just tierd.

With wings of fire,
And deathly eyes,
The phenoix always will rise,

A heart made of its soul,
And its soul made of pain,
The phenoix will rise again

The Dissaster is not the key,
The days aren't so weak,
The nights may be cold,
But the hours can't be sold,
The time will pass by,
Looking for a crime.

Fun is just a word,
Does anyone really want it,
Just to get your mind off of things you do not want,
To clear your thoughts,
Thoughts of darkness,
And pain,
Let your mind off of things.