My life is like the leaves of a tree.
Forever changing...

Once upon a sunny day,
My friends and I went out to play...

Her sickly pale eyes,
Screamed as she cries...

When the wind no longer blows,
And the grass no longer grows...

Wandering child,why did you run?
Is it because you were tired of their fun...

I once know a boy who had a silver heart,
His heavy heart tore me apart...

My words of Love,
Flow so naturally...

What a dumbass I thought at first,
His head looked as if about to burst...

I should\'ve seen it coming,
I wanted to stay kids and play...

I wish you would hug me.
I want you to tell me you love me...

Was this meant to be?
Were you meant to leave me...

The cuts upon her wrist are deep,
The scars upon her heart won't seep...