I know its long but please read and tell me what...
Two teens...

She has everything she ever wanted
she's so lucky...

Here i am
crying in my room...

Don't tell me
not to care...

We became friends
by the same exact habit...

Dear Razor
i love you...

Take the razor
press it to your skin...

Dear my broken heart
i know that i am to blame...

The feeling of hunger
makes me feel good...

I sit there and hear
the screams and hateful...

She sits here
tears falling from her eyes...

Dear Diary,
Things have gotten so bad...