It just isnt fair
its doesnt seem right...

Monday is a mix of grays
they are mostly dark and bland...

I hope one day you wake up
feeling all my pain...

Immersed in darkness
i start to fade...

I put our love inside a jar
to save for a rainy day...

I feel like a bottle
That’s cast out to sea...

October 8th, 2007
I, Shannon Loter of Portland...

To whom it may concern
shannon isnt well...

People really make me sad
they really let me down...

Sit with the darkness everyday
Were the only words she would clearly say...

You tell me to be unique
You encourage self expression...

Sometimes i cant stand my life
and i just want to leave...