Most people call me a Goth,
But if you take the time you'll see that I'm not...

I can't this any more,
Every time I try I fall on the floor...

***Not the best but please V/C***
No more pain...

My hope has died
Escaped with the tears I've cried...

Why did we have to meet?
Why did you have to get the courage to ask me out...

***Here's what My friend, Cory, wrote back to me...
There's this girl named Lindsay...