To those of you who dont know... an epitaph is a...
Until you soar on angels wings...

I'm a broken Cinderella
trying to hide my past...

A color assortment I have set before me
In an attempt to feel free...

As the slices cut my skin
they make the pain go away...

Looking back on all these years
I can see all of my tears...

Screaming thoughts and thoughtless screams
Are flowing through my mind it seems...

As pretty as a rose,
you are as sweet...

Cutting through the pain I'm feeling
Is something I have come to know...

So I go to a Bible college and I wrote this poem...
As I write on the wall...

As little girls change
from Barbie's to make up...

Sitting. Staring blankly at
everything I don't want to do...

Open your eyes and look deep inside.
Find the life inside of me...