What will you reamber of me when I'm dead
will you reamber all the good...
Here I am
in my room...
I want to scrawl patterns and create my own...
Fighting day after day to avoid the temptation of...
The sounds of the waves crashing,
the sorrow and pain passing...
***I worked really hard on this poem, and I must...
proud of it, but then again I am...
There's something inside me
that no-one knows about...
She knew it was hard,
It was somewhat strange...
"Jesus loves you," they tell me
And I know it's true...
She sits in silence unable to talk,
but her eyes scream out the truth...
Please read this all the way through whether your...
I'm not starved for attention...
The first may hurt but it's not bad
For afterwards it makes you glad...
Red:
for the excruciating pain that you caused my young...