This is kinda a song...i don't know if I want it...
How I'm feeling...

She doesn't know why she feels this way,
but she doesn't want to feel it another day...

You think that slitting your wrists is good,
you think that it is fun...

*Another unfinished poem*
I can't help you...

I am crawling..
crawling in hopes to find something...

I hate that you're with her,
I hate that you're not with me...

As I lie here awake,
Thinking of your face...

You broke my heart that day,
I didn't know what to say...

I'm sorry for the shyt i caused
I'm sorry i made that one mistake...

I don't understand these feelings,
or why I like you so much...

There's a place,
I wish I can be...

I'm going to tell you a story,
about a lost and confused girl...