She took the razor and dug it in made a gash deep but thin they say its wrong to do a crime such as [suicide] cuz she knows there was nothin done but a poor [homicide]

*hard to get but based on one of my poems my friend and i came up with**

I hate the friend of the second saying it'll be ok but wont be there every other day when im all alone waiting by the fone none call for weeks at a time when can i have a friend thats mine? or the one u'd walk a mile for but they wont even move an inch

Lets pretend i dont matter, lets pretend i wasnt there. my mouth just fed you words so you wouldn't care.