A cut to a tear,
Blood dripping down the mirror...

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

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

If you have seen the things,
That I have seen...

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

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

No one really knows me,
They say I'm just a girl...

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

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

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

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

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