Life is love. Love is painful. Yet suicide is...
Breathe deeply...

Tears are a language of it's own
It's something that nobody can be shown...

Walking on my home bound route
Breath in the cold crisp air...

Hate is a sinister bloodthirsty creature
Wickedness is proven within every feature...

Love is the innocence of a child
Intense like lightning, never mild...

A smile is something to warm a heart
And chase away a stormy day...

The unkind words
The shattered hearts...

Dance Is the sole of people you know?
Maybe they're young maybe they're old...

I am nothing but a withered flower
No longer beautiful, never to be loved again...

A smile that's wiry
A hope that's gone...

It's not the same.
You smile at me and seem so false...

I smile
I laugh...