I think back on my life
i think of my gandma...

I look at ur beauty
they r so mysterious...

I stand wit a knife in my hands
i think to myself...

In my life pain is my best friend
i have been hurt...

The kittens play
the bird chirps...

She was my heart
she was my soul...

Wat is the meaning of life?
life is wat u make it...

Death is very creepy
hes out there...