I have a black bunny
She is so funny...

Staring at a blank page,
wondering that to write...

I'll make you breakfast of eggs and toast,
make you dinner of carrots and roast...

Looking at you
in the pictures you take...

As I lie here woundering what I just did,
looking at my wrists all covered in red...

This pain I feel won't go away
I don't know where it came from...

I remember when we use to laugh and play,
and all the things you would say...

Why did you say you loved me
When all you did was break my heart...