My Name Is Jace
I Am But 16...

I Write This Suicide Poem
As The Weather Grows Colder...

I Have A Mask
That I Love To Wear...

Mirror Mirror On The Wall
Tell Me Now, What Went Wrong...

I Am So Tired
I Just Want To Go To Bed...

Tonight I join my fallen friends
To see if it's better on the other end...

I Once Was Happy With Friends All Around
Then I Moved To This Dirt Filled Town...

I Once Was Happy With Friends All Around
Then I Moved To This Dirt Filled Town...

Autumns coming fast
And the leaves are changing gold...