We got these memories,
They're full to the top of our heads...

If you read my poems,
You might think of me a certain way...

I am sorry for the tears that I gave you,
I am sorry for the pain I gave you too...

I wish I could change the things I have done,
Take away the times that have come and gone...

Here comes a story of a girl,
To afraid to succeed in this world...

As I pick up the blade,
A thought runs through my head...

This child breathes sadness,
Like a suicide child...

Life is just a long and winding road,
With bridges along the way...

Here's the meaning of life,
Within the next few lines...

Another great one of the world falls into another...
The young men of the world fighting over peace...

We are human,
The most intelligent of all...

When I smile,
The time is flying...