I guess my parents were never the perfect pair
but this divorce for us children seems so unfair...

I guess i'm like a dieing flower
that once started from a seed...

I wrote this poem for my uncle, and today happens...
watching Dudley the dragon...

No one needs to tell me
that friends can grow apart...

I hug my knees to me chest
i always knew i as a from the best...

All the people that i know
don't actually know the real me...

Get away from all that is real
forget how you think, forget how you feel...

If boys and girls were more the same
would life be easier or still be like a game...

Valentines day just stands for a broken heart
I'm here all alone because when it comes to liking...

Dear mom,
I'm sorry I'm not perfect...

I wish i could go back to the easy days
when it was me who made you proud...

If they looked inside us, what would they see?
two normal teenage girls? you and me...