I question your love
not knowing what to think of...

She grew up in a messed up family
she was the kindest girl you could meet...

I'm just a face among faces
I'm not one to stand out...

I'm sorry
for who I became...

The blade calls her
it says you can depend on me...

~I wrote this poem awhile back. And it would mean...
Everybody needs to belong somewhere...

People stabbing you in the back
leaving a trail of broken hearts...

I'm writing you this letter
I'm going to try to explain...

I feel I'd rather be someone else
someone that would matter...

I've got news for you
you're the one that left me with a broken heart...

My heart is at the edge of the world
deciding if it should jump and hit the ground...

Another 17 candles wasted
On just another lost soul...