If you knew why God
did the thing he did...

People are always talking
about killing them self...

Life's so short
You live then you die...

Why do girls likes boys
when all they do is hurt us...

I think of you night and day
even thought you know me...

At your face
is what i stare...

When he speaks of death
he speaks the truth...

I wish he couldn't sleep
with out thinking of me...

She is full of pain
finger nails painted black...

I once had a male friend last year
over summer we have grown so far apart...

Love
thought to be a joke...

Im full of hate
shame no glory...