At The Top Of The Stairs
I watch this little girl...

5/29/04
I lay in this BED OF STONE...

Best friends are hard to find
a diamond in the rough...

Long cold crooked fingers
Reaching out for you...

Alone in my room
Sleeping in the night...

You burst through the door
Screaming and yelling at me...

Dark and Gray
As I look out my window...

Dear Santa clause,
*Im writing you this hour...

White blocks sticking up
from the green pasteur ground...

Diary,
Ive wondered about her since I was 6 years old...

Mommy, Daddy
I tried with all my might...

My cute little girl
As happy as can be...