I have no idea what this poem means or anything...
Some people use it as bread for the ghetto...

Her bright eye's tell the world everything's okay
Her smile help others from falling apart...

The moon in the sky glares below
onto the landscape of which it glow...

Turning my other cheek
i can do no longer...

A red verticle line crosses my wrist
My nail digging deeper into my skin...

Hands held back
Head full of anger...

In a glance light can turn to dark
In a glance an end can become a start...

I lay my head
Down to sleep...