Broken up deep inside, Behind these hazel eyes a sad girl crys...

Best friends are like sisters, even grandmothers get them mixed up!

I'm alive yet no one cares. I'm human yet no one see's me bleed. I'm alone, just me and the knife. I guess its just fate.

If this is where I go down, let me fall hard!

This site wont show my poem and it is making me mad!

For you to know, is for you to feel. To feel what she has, for it to be real.

*From my poem 'Hazel Eyes'*

Loser is what loser does...I guess I'm a loser just because!

You make me feel like I'm on top of the world and then some!

Life is unfair. Life is meant to share, but if I cant have you...Why should I dare?

When Drowning Is Not Enough...I'll Reach For Your Hand...