There was a bee...
An itty bitty bee...

The clock struck midnight
In the next room I can hear heartstrings snapping...

The scars show my past
They show where I have been...

I'm starting to scare myself,
With thoughts of suicide...

I'm standing here in the rain
With my heart full of pain...

(I think this is the worst poem I've ever...
I wish somehow...

There's this guy in my life
And I don't know why...

I still remember that day
The day you asked me out...

Behind the tinted glass,
Is where I hide...

Trapped inside myself, I cannot breathe
Locked inside myself, there is no key...

My dreams are not of happy things
They are not of warm summer days...

I've got this one special guy
That whenever he's areound...