I sit here and think of u. my arm is bruised from thoughts of u.
i cant tell a soul, how much i care, i was dissed for it once and i still am.
so here i sit. crying over things u dont remember. crying over things that make short tempers.
im sorry i screwed up.. u were sent out of state.. because of me and my stupid mistakes... u said it wasent my fault as u touched my chest... i knew it was but dident say
u said it will be better someday wait and see.
everyone blamed me. and so did i. we never thought i'd get caught.. never thought i would run out the clock.
im sorry again. as i sit here and cry.. reaching 4 my razor as i look at the sky.. feeling nothing but the pain for u.. hopeing that i will someday come too.
