My Suicide
I attached a rope to the fan last night...

((This poem isn't true..But stuff like this...
I'm alone here again...

She Hates Summer..
No one lets her wear a sweater...

That girl is gone
No one knows where...

Why do people tell me to love myself
Cant they see how hard that is...

So far away from what i used to be
So far away I almost cant see...

All I Wanted To Do
Was Stop The Pain...

The pain i feel inside
Is the pain i try to hide...

A Million Words Hidden In Your Soul
A Million Lies Left Untold...