More than...
I think about you...

My life is powerful,
My words all come out...

This is a poem,
My best friend Matrona wrote...

Goodbye too all my friends,
Your people I'll never forget...

She looks into the mirror,
Used to what she is seeing...

I asked god to give me:
Some one right for me...

He looks at me,
But doesn't see me...

Crying in the rain, all this horrible pain. No one...
can hear me. Starting too dance, I think about...

I need you in my arms,
Too hold one last time...

Friends till the end, is what we used to be. But...
One too many fights, were spoken. Here you go, you...

Open your eyes...
By: Amirah Rutledge...

They wonder why she cries so much,
But they don't see her pain...