There were moments when,
I knew it'd end...

It's cute how you think you're clever and whitty.
When honestly your poetry is rather s h i t t y...

Have you ever thought about dying?
Not killing yourself...

You said you you didn't want me to leave you,
But why did you run away so fast...

Sitting.
Alone...

Can you hold me?
Be my one and only...

How can I begin to explain the way you make me...
You've stolen something from me...

I
Think...

What's with everyone being in love with someone...
Someone that doesn't even know you exist...

Where is your God,
That you've spoken so highly of...

Broke down.
Worn out...

You thrive on the attention,
Given to you without a second guess...