Every aspect of her life is falling
One after the other, each in turn...

Not that long ago crying and depression
Was what I was accustom to...

I feel as if I'm falling
Though have not yet hit the ground...

I need friends for comfort
To get me through...

I've never written a poem
That was based on being happy...

To my long lost friend,
I'm so happy you decided to call...

People come && go
Promises are broken...

Each and every year
There is just one special day...

So there is this thing called life
Ive heard it can go wither way...

The time is getting closer
To when it all began...

I keep having these dreams
That me & Brittney get back together...

I just got out of a psychiatric ward becuz i took...
Trapped inside this jail...