The coldness of death is behind you
wathcing whatever you do...

They tell me that he loves me
I know it isnt true...

I sit here writing poems
of grief and love and friends...

Now god he doesnt love me
He isnt even there...

My friends are all around me
They help me every day...

The jealousy is in me
It loves to drive me mad...

As I lay here dying
Blood rushing from my head...

Everytime I see you
I look into your eyes...

I wish I was different
Like all those cool people...

School is so boring
I hate it so...

Society is crazy
Its really really mad...

Your name is la la lucy
a crazy name for sure...