You got it made
A year ago I wished you dead...
I wrote this poem when I was like 16. I just found...
The World...
Feeling more than a little lonely,
where can I go to lift myself up...
Mouth watering delicacies to
Make your convulsed stomach churn...
Why do people kill?
Why do they abuse...
The feelings inside of me
Are unbearable...
I looked for a miracle
And instead I found a lie...
The freak everyone stares at
that no one understands...
If a person is meant to be a way,
But when they do...
More memories shared
in ten years we wont care...
There was a day 6 months ago
i ruined my best friend\'s life...
Bashed because of love
Love is supposed to be pure...