Abbagail's Journal

Lost and broken
Hopeless and lonely
Smiling on the outside
But hurt beneath my skin
My eyes are fading
My soul is bleeding
I'll try to make it seem okay
But my faith is wearing thin

So help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them up

I only wanted a magazine
I only wanted a movie screen
I only wanted the life I'd read about and dreamed
And now my mind is an open book
And now my heart is an open wound
And now my life is an open
Soul for all to see

But help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me

So you come along
I'll push you away
Then kick and scream for you to stay
Cause I need someone to help me
Oh, I need someone to help me

To help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way to long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open and I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them
I need someone to help me fill them
I need someone to help me close them up