Climb up my mountain.
Please, come sit and talk with me...

Nothing sketchy, nothing fake,
no more lies, too much at stake...

I write, cuz' I'm scared
of what I will become...

When put on this earth,
we were given one goal...

One good friend,
is all that you need...

High school friends will come and go,
some you'll forget, some you won't know...

Each jagged edge bares its own unique pattern.
Patterns that diminish, but are soon recreated...

Trying to stand on your own two feet,
is a difficult task that we all must complete...

A relationship bound by the court,
two parents yearning to abort...

So many questions,
nobody wants to hear them...

Not, 15 years out of the womb,
a boy's best friend lay in his tomb...

Death is so easy,
compared to life...