The strange familiarity creeps in
my depression is coming back...

Once upon a time there was a girl who liked a boy
her heart told her he liked her to...

Music rushing like water.
The base part of your soul...

This is a poem/song that a friend and I wrote at...
You told me you want me...

You want something I can't give
You wanna life that I can't live...

It's starting to begin to end,
When the rose isn't red anymore, but black...

By: Natasha
I remember well...

You see me everyday
you look at me and see me smile...

Don't move
Don't even twitch a muscle...

My mother's starting to worry about me
She says I'm getting much too skinny...

These past few years Ive called my life
have been nothing but lies...

This isn't really a poem its just me crying my...
i barely even knew you...