If when you wake up in the morning;
And the hurting is so great...

I love you.
Forever and today...

I Desire Him.
Love Him To Peices...

You're a secret girl.
No one can know...

I hate my life.
Give me a knife...

Sometimes I have to wonder;
Did you ever love me like you said you did...

Pathetic life.
Pathetic love...

This poem is for all those girls;
The ones who want to die...

Roses are dead, violets are no more.
I wake up in the morning, I feel so sore...

We Both Fell For Him
In His Deep Trance...

You can have him I don't care.
I can see him when your not there...