Something my mom wrote
One time there were three angels...

In a time few months ago
We where best mates...

Couple...

I know you think that I hate you
And I know you want me back...

Im the girl thats waiting next door
To go trough the light thats on the golden door...

You have your problems
And Ive mine...

I may be sweet
I may be beautiful...

Its so easy for you to say
Nothing is wrong...

Why is my heart still in touch with the one who...
I feel like an empty box that is throwing away...

We were twelve
When our fantasy hell began...

Take this bottle of wine
And the poison within...

Making fun of me
Making fun about my family name...