In memory of Elizabeth Martin,
Elizabeth (Beth) was my Aunt, she dead when I was...

A well-informed teenaged girl.
With a smile on her face and nothing more...

LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING THAT YOU FEEL WHEN YOU...
LOVE SURROUNDS US LIKE THE BLACKNESS OF THE NIGHT...

I’m afraid of the pain it brings
But I’ll do it anyways...

I’ve seen death one to many times
The reaper has become my best friend...

Headphones loud
Parents screaming...

No one sees me here
I try to make my life seem worth caring about...

You think you know me
But you have no idea...

Frustration, it’s over powering my mind
Making me constantly want to cry...