*I wrote this poem months ago but now I feel like...
I was born into your arms...

When I look at myself in the mirror
I never see a happy, beautiful girl...

*I wrote this poem when I was really pissed of at...
You're the one who gave me life...

I close my eyes
I try to find...

Before my demise
Theres a few things I wanna say...

*this is a poem i rote about cutting*
I told you I stopped...

It’s been a month and a half
Since I last...

Cutting is my drug
I cant live without it...

A smile from you
Is worth a hundred words...

I want someone to hug me
and say everything will be alright...

Last night I fell asleep dreaming of you
Thinking and admiring you...

Some people love you others dont
its weird how people...