by Krystle Nov 27, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I'm the girl walking down the street with her head toward the ground, I'm the girl you'll find in the bathroom floor crying, I'm the girl with the bleeding wrists, I'm the girl wishing she was dyeing. |
by Stephy
I know what you mean, i feel liek that all the time, good poem!-xxx- |