I paint a pretty picture
the twist is, its on my arm...

I decided to stop
stop screwing up my life...

*Secrets*(1st poem)
My thoughts are hidden...

How can you sit here
and brake my heart...

I call you tonight
saying goodbye...

People try to change me
every single day...

*i just wrote this poem like a couple days ago so...
I will love you forever...

*yea this poem it pretty much sucks..but w/e u can...
I see my blood...

I take the knife
and slowly rub my skin...

He says he loves me
but says it with a twist...

I sit here all alone
thinking of u...

Theres an endless battle in my heart
where you took away my everything...