Ok. This Is How It Goes. My Name Is Emily. I Write Poetry Because I Can Escape With It. I Let My Pain Out And It Becomes Something Special. I Cant Hold In The Pain Cause Then Id Go Back To Cutting. And Before You Get Into Labeling Me As An Attention Whor3. You DOnt KNow Me. I Didnt Cut To Get Attention. Believe Me I Can Get Attention By Myself. Lol. But I Just My Life Isnt Exactly The Pot Of Gold At The End Of The Rainbow. I Lost My Father When I Was 7. I Guess Thats WHen It Really Began. You Know First It Started Off As Innocent Little Rhymes. But By The Age Of 12 I Was Just So Full Of Pain. EMotionally Deprived And I Had So Many Problems. I Was On Drugs Really Bad. And Thats Not Something A 12 Year Old Should Go Through. Then My Poetry Just Developed Into Something I Couldnt Explain I Started Putting My Anger And Depression In Them. And Thats Where I Am Now. Im The Type Of Person That WIll Do Anything To Make Someone Smile And Happy Cause I Never Got That Privledge. My Life Has Been H3ll. And It Still Is. I Will Go Out Of My Way Just To See A Smile Across You Face.. Thats Just How I Am.. Well You Wanna Know Anything Else Then Ask. I Will Answer Honestly. Cause Im An Honest Person.