New day, sunshine
I wake and cry...

This is a poem bout all the fake people that...
I'm worthless nevertheless I\'m alive...

Could this be real?
Have I found somebody that really cares about me...

Plz...Comment..it will mean alot
I wonder how life is so strange...

Held the gun to my head
Held the dagger to my chest...

There she was the perfect girl
With the perfect life...

My heart aches
Im trying to find the reason...

I wake up in the morning
And put on my mask...

I can feel your cold eyes
on top of me...

Me fake? yes
Dont look so surprised...

This is a poem about how i feel about a guy...plz...
You're there...

I lay on my bed
And think about you and me...