You think your all that
When your really not...

This is pretty much like a play but in poetry like...
Girl: I thought you really loved me...

Grieving loss
No more to give...

Someday you'll cry for me
Like I cried for you...

I wish to be that little girl
I once was before...

Let down, Blown away!
Pick of petals everyday...

Broken this fragile thing now
And I can't pick up the pieces...

These words have been drained from this pain
Sweet words that I want to give to you...

People say they like to feel pain,
When the cut, burn, or hurt themselves...

My dad is my hero
He knew me at zero...

Love is something
That can turn in to nothing...