Melanie,
I really am thinking about suicide and not just writing poetry. Where do you think I get these messed up thoughts from, being happy? God cant ne one see through the lafter. I may be nice on the outside but if you saw what rage I have inside you would not want to be my friend that is why I have never let myself go in front of you or ne one else cuz if i do, I will not be able to control what i do.