It's slowly killing me
I'm a messy ghost...

As the drum plays its heavy beat
as the music pounds...

So how does this work out?
I'm sat here all alone...

Sh little baby
Don't say a word...

I'm just writing
for writings sake...

I'm so sorry daddy
i didn't want to lie...

When you asked whether i did
and i told you no...

Would you call me pretty
if i said i hate the way i look...

And when i realized
realized the hurt i had caused...

Most of my poems
i have to admit...

Have you ever thought of screaming inside
and then realized... nobody can hear you...

I dragged the blade
Along my wrist...