A girl sits on her bed
she's all depressed...

I set here waiting for the day
The day you and I will become we...

In a room full of people
One person...

The way my name slips
Over your lips...

Because of you I cry
Thanks to you I don't care if I die...

I'm tired of crying these bitter tears of misery
My tears didn't used to burn like this...

A girl mad at herself
sits looking at the mirror...

Every night a girl cries to herself
Asking god why...

This is a poem about my favorite aunt who died...
You left me...

You have always told me, you would always be...
How you would always care...

The bloody knife
Blood puddle on the floor...

When we got together
I fell in love forever...