I can't cry
I want to let it out...

I was shy that first day, new and alone on a big...

My Manda always said closed caskets were the worst
But I don't know...

I thought I had been in love before
I don't think I really ever was...

Promises are meant to be broken,
I told you that everyday...

That first day was hard
But this one will be worse...

I sit here reading sad poems day after day
They make me feel better...