Im emo dabadeedabadi
i slit my wrists and hate life...

To my old friend who I left in the past,
I'm sorry our friendship did not last...

Desired love is the catagory
dont soak up all the glory...

Feelings of anger fill the room,
Tension between the two girls...

As sweat is pouring,
The game goes on...

((katie marie was not happy with her first poem))
K id at heart...

Life is one of those things
that you never really understand...

Once there was a girl
named katie marie...