For so long when no body hears your cries for help, one begins to think suicide is your only option. |
No race should be identified as a color. The change we seek starts off with reflection of ones self. |
For you to love me, you have to hate me a few times. |
If I love you, please don't break my heart. I may never love again. |
A friend is a person who will love you when your down and love you when your up |
Within every blink, I see her face. |
Sometimes it takes death, for people to love you like you want them to |
With all the hate everybody loves you when you die. |
...it is because of death I am not scared of livin life... |
...People Are Born 2Love, Its Society That Teaches Them 2Hate... |