Friends mourn,
teens killed...

(.:*( I look at my friends )*:.)
)*:.) Then I look at me...

~ you know when u and someone you truly love break...

I wrote this poem when my BF and I broke up, April...
How could you not see...

->y was i born .. I'm wondering caz my life is...

Any teen who can wake up in the morning and be...

Wondering if maybe
for once its not fake...

Together we stand
hand and hand...

You are the light that brightens my day
you are the ons to show me the way...

You and me
not meant to be...

&& even when you leave me
all i know is that i will have my friends...

I look at all the pictures of the past..thinking...