My youngest childhood memory
mummy it is of you...

*me and my sister...
you speak to us horribly...

Never give up
keep your chin up high...

Why am i thinking the worst?
where could positive be...

Inspiration runs short
my minds else where...

People think I'm mindless
a simple killing machine...

Random is fun
can't you see...

The dark Grey storm clouds
crept so near...

My life is so messed up
i don't know what to do...

I'm so happy
my depression is gone...

This is my poem
forever i roam...

Happiness fulfilled me
my life was simply great...