*this poem i just made up off the top of my...
drip drip...

OK, before you read this, its confusing, this poem...
Not long ago you picked me up...

Tears falling
as the knife touches her skin...

A note now read
was under her bed...

Say all you want to me,
but there's nothing you can say that will change...

Ha ha
he he...

He looked at me with those eyes,
full of darkness and anger...

We've known each other for sometime now,
we've gone from friends to best...

To the plastics of our school.
your ruining everything...

Why can't anyone see me here?
or am i really that dead...

Unborn child of mine
please hear what I have to say...

The look on your face
tells me your angry...