She holds the book to her chest,
Almost clinging on for dear life...

I just winged it on this poem and wrote what I...
I'm Happy...

Where are you, Daddy?
I can't find you...

We ended peacefully,
And I'm glad it went that way...

There are so many things in life,
I wish I could just forget...

I told you I could trust you,
Tell you anything...

Children dying,
Mothers crying...

She walks down the halls,
Holding her books tight...

I went on line,
It was a normal night...

She came from the good side,
Not knowing about the real world...

She sits at her window,
Looking at the view...

I take this object,
From under my pillow...