As I burn another page, as I look the other way; I still try to find my place; in the Diary of Jane.

What does it take? What would you do if flashing before your eyes was the biggest mistake you've ever made? I'm heartbroken- truly I am. Of course I don't act like it on the outside. I have to hide it from the ones who love me.

why?  I've completely forgotten how to love. meetings will come someday with the beginning of parting; somehow, I have decided upon that idea.

And now, where I am I have no idea what to do. I can't cry, because my tears go right through my hands. 

I can't speak my feelings aloud, because there is no where to start.

I can't let my spirit die, because there is no one there to bury it.

When I let go of you, I let go of everything. I blame myself, for how stupid I've been.

Never make someone your everything, because when they're gone you've got nothing.  

So for now on, as I'm slowly fading away I think of how it should be. How it COULD'VE been. What everything

would have been like if I had never let go.

I'd die for anyone; What have I become?

For now; deep inside I cry. Not because I want to, oh god no, but because thats just what happens

when your slowly dying away. Yes, your friends are there but what can you tell them?

How much can the human mind understand? And will they stand there and listen? They don't want to.

No matter what anyone says; they shan't waste their time on me.

What's left to listen to? Nothing, she says. What have I become. A monster. 

With the big fake smiles and stupid lies, while deep inside I'm bleeding.

Hey, Christine. What's left of me now? I'm out dated. I've been beaten. The people who I thought were

everything now are nothing. Christine, what do I do?