*Written 1-26-07
My blood is boiling with hatred...

Not knowing what will happen,
Looking not for the bad...

I don't wanna be a failure
Especially in your eyes...

Wonder what happened
To the lives that we knew...

Every day the pain goes on
Ripping me apart and letting me stand alone...

Sometimes I wonder if you are real
Sometimes I wonder if you're really there...

If you loved me, you would be there
If you loved me, you would still care...

I'm tired of crying
I'm tired of tears...

*Written 2-4-07.
It's hard to believe in summer...

I open up the envelope
As I have many times before...

~*~ I found this poem that I wrote in 7th grade.
Life is great...

Pulsating...
Throbbing...