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by deshanique brown Apr 11, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I lay their quietly on my bed rembering the things that you had said when you graved and yanked my head now to this day i wish i was dead Im picturing all of my thoughts i shadow everything as my fault but dont forget you still got caught after all and every one of our faughts i just bow my head and laugh your just plotting your own graph your stinch needs a bath and im needing a caugh then it was that special day when all i did was pray i couldnt raise my head in any way all it took was for me to end my day then i was dead still rembering the words he said it looks like i faded in my bed now im gone for get my head please VOTE dont ignore please and thank you