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by Linda Aug 3, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
It's my sister's birthday She's turning fifteen Yet, I just don't think She deserves to live I want to kill her I want her to die But then again I wonder how it feel inside I try to keep my cool When I come home from school The b i t c hing all start Comes out of her mouth I wish I hadn't done it Come out of my shell at least now I'm free from hell So now I'm here Locked up in jail Call the hospital... "Happy birthday", I yell