We used to be best friends
We used to hang out...

Dear Daddy-
I write this poem from my house, tonight...

Every night, right before bed.
Fresh tears fall, and she bows her head...

Love can be like death, it can give or take your...

If I something were to happen.
And I believed all the lies...

I must have been ugly, I must have been bad
What else would have made my mom so mad...

You're murdering me,
you're tearing me down...

She helps me up,whenever I'm down
She'll put a smile on my face,when I frown...

About the same day you had died
You took away my heart, and my pride...

I'm sick of you being better then me.
I'm sick of you all together, just let me be...

This lullaby goes out to you
Showing that I love you no matter what you do...

I need a knife
So I can take my own screwed up life...