She sits in the corner,
Silent from her depression...

Alone and crying,
Bleeding and dying...

When I am bored I think of you,
About how you made me feel...

She sits all alone,
In her room crying...

We have been through a lot,
Although i never forgot about you...

This isn\'t a poem but its about me and my cousin...
When i wanted to end it all...

I drew a picture,
On my wrist...

You walked away,
Out of my life...

Four years since that fateful day,
When thousands of lives were thrown away...

You said you would pick me up when I fell,
That you could make it better...

As the days go by i miss you more.
The pain is so much to take...

I have so many things to tell you that I don't...
Some things are getting better others are getting...