Eating makes me gag,
makes me barf in a paper bag...

My god has finally gone
He has left me to be as Satin’s spawn...

My heart has been tore
by my best friend...

Life gets better, you say.
What the f-uck do you know anyway...

Dear Diary, I can’t remember how it feels...
My soul I am trying so hard to revive...

My eyes are crying...
Inside I feel like dieing...

You're right, I'm not listening to what you say...
I'm not going to waste another day...

I can't cry
I won't let you get to me...

To be happy is all I want,
to have my smile not forgot...

Blood drips
my breath skips...

*this poem is sposed to go to the rhyme 1 2 buckle...
one two...

Take a look inside
This little girl who’s got so much to...