well im 15 i love to write poems i feel it takes me away from the real world the pain in and around me |
I'M that poor little girl
you took hold of...
As i sit up on my bed i remember what you did how...
staring at that card makes me mader and mader i...
The pain i feel is so strong its unreal
i cry i scream i dont know what to do...
The pain i feel is so strong its unreal
i cry i scream i dont know what to do...
I cant take this pain
its eating me up inside...
I wrote his name on the bullet so people knew he was the last thing on my mind |
I dont love you |
You never accepted me |