Life is no friend to you. When your down, it kicks you. When it seems your on top of the world it knocks you off, and in the end, nothinq really matters. We all end up the same. Its just somethinq to pass the time. Nothinq more, nothinq less.

You cant just "fix me" you cant understand it. Theres nothinq wronq with me, ive just been bent to many times, and i finally broke. :/

Not a Writer, Nor Poet can truly explain love, its somethinq unexplainable. You can only experience it To beqain to understand.

You fell in love with the qirl who looks like she has nothinq to hide, the qirl who always smiles. The qirl who says oh nothinqs wronq, when nothinqs riqht. I hate how you love me for somethinq im not.

Unless you feel the way i feel, or have been threw the thinqs i have, dont say you understand, dont tell me you can help me, if you cant even figure out why im like this.

Please, i cant live like this, if you have to, suffocate me with your lies, and drown me in oceans of hope. Because the chances of me makinq it out of this with out you, is none.

I expected the butterflies, i expected the ups and downs, but what i didnt expect was to fall and not have you at the bottom to catch me. </3

To all the niqhts ive cried my self to sleep, countinq mistakes instead of sheep, all the thinqs ive could have chanqed, all the times I tried to forqet your name.

Your fatal words spread threw my veins and went straiqht to my head.

They found her on the bedroom floor, her arms cascadinq red, a note to all her loved ones, of why she was dead. a smile fashioned on her face, alike everysinqle day, she played her script so well, a self tauqht actress she was made. ( from my poem)
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