What singles out a poem
Make it better then the rest...

Preppy
Prefect hair skin and smile.Everyone love and...

Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...
This constant beeping noise...

On day I'm good
and one day I'm fine...

I put The blade to my pale skin
It was shape yet so thin...

I'm in a bit of a delima
I'm in a bit of a twist...

At night when I do drift
Into a deep slumber...

Theres these feelings I have
Way deep inside...

I was so very young
Yet Wise beyond my years...

I hadn't talked to him in a while, I know
But he still shouldn't have...

If I had A camera
I'd take a picture...

I know I am a girl
Who tends to tell a lie...