What is with this friendship?
Is it full of lies...

I am the wild mustang who is free,
Who is so happy and runs with glee...

I am here on this earth yet I am not sure why.
I am waiting for heaven to answer my reply...

What has this world come too?
It is really quite pathetic...

How come I'm here,
and you're over there...

I promise I won't bother you anymore,
You won't see me again I will close my door...

Dear Diary,
Things are not going to well in my life...

Your face shows a smile,
yet your eyes tell a story...

Why do people kill themselves?
Are they really that conceited...

Read the volumes of fairy tales,
of stories upon your shelf...

I feel the blood drain from my body,
as a pool of blood floods the nearby ground...

I'm stuck on the sidelines,
feeling so lonely...