All things will end
The day will soon come...

Drop the knife
Look down at my arms...

I was lost today
Without you there...

Go ahead and call me innocent
For everything I haven’t done yet...

When I found you
I didn't want to believe...

Some day in life
I hope to be wanted...

Almost three weeks
Almost twenty-one days...

Lie to me
Tell me I meant nothing to you...

I can't believe you did this
As I stare at your pale face...

*my older sister Mary wrote this poem when she was...
My little sister...

Dear Diary,
Could I tell you a secret...

I tried not to show
How sore I was today...