Theres always another side of truth.
There is always something to say...

This goes out to everyone...
To my Ignorant friends...

Bad days...I seem have a lot of those...
Its always the same..I know how that song goes...

Written with a pen
Sealed with a kiss...

Dear Mother of mine
which I love so much...

A perfect angel
or so I seem...

You come to me everyday,
And I reply 'Im fine...

Im in his arms
think of you...

Im holding hands with him,
but Im thinking of you...

Without you by my side,
Im not the same...

Butterflies, kisses
Hearts and stars...

A Broken Heart...
A Single Tear...