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by HH May 25, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
He makes me feel so bad Sometimes I forget about what I had I miss him so much I can't stand not having his touch He put excitement in my life Boy do I wish I was his wife I was going to fast Now what am I going to do about my past I can't fix the way he feels I hope I'll be able to heal I wish I could go on I want to be gone I will never be the same I will never have that fame So I went into my room It's almost like a tomb I hate everything that happened ro me Once I do this I'll be able to flee Flee from this boy And I know I'll have so much joy So as I cut into my wrist My hand automatically makes a fist I hope I die So I can spread my wings and fly