I walk slowly through the hall
As people sit crying on the floor...

Depression flows within me
My thoughts are warped and twisted...

Everything I did
I did it just for you...

Dull, dull dull
What has my life come to...

His wings have fallen
His eyes are pale...

There is nothing
There is no heart...

As Robert Frost once said
He wished the world to end in fire...

I was about to go to sleep this night
When I saw I had missed a call...

Hello my name is Linda
I'm just passed 22...

My God,
Why have I been forsaken...

You're taking me down with you
And you have made it clear...

You know I hate free verse poetry
And how it has no rhyme...