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

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

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

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

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

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

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