by Sunday May 9, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
You cut yourself I watch you and cry. As I fall 2 my knees and cry when I found you hanging there. All I wanted to do is die. People at school blame me and all I can do is wish I would die. They tell me I'm a beautiful lie. When I cry in my black clothes. When I dream of you, you are screaming at me and screaming to me "Bury me Bury me, You Killed Me" |