It started as a joke
a very simple snort...

A child only nine
lost her father in a fight...

As i sit on the floor
Just wanting to know...

I died the day you told me you didn't love me
yet i was still alive...

The carpet was soft
A comfort to me and my whimpers and silent cries...

Expectations
Expectations too high, too much...

Your lips touched mine one night
Behind the tree at your parent’s house...