All my life I have pretended
like nothing was ever wrong...

Depression all inside griefe deep down,
I never smile because I always have a frown...

Getting the knife,
one last goodbye...

One day I'll be happy,
I'll have a real smile...

I go to sleep
and start to dream...

I grabbed a knife laying on the floor
Walked real fast than ran out the door...

Everyone passes up me.
Is it always gonna be this way...

I had a nightmare last night,
I thought it was realy true...

Forget that I exist.
Forget that I am hear...

**this is not really a poem but plz read anyway...
finding the perfect guy is like finding a four...

You was my grandma,
but yet like my best friend...

Do you ever feel..
like your left all alone...