The Girl Had a Problem
Which she usually denied...

I hate How He Treats me at school
I hate How he makes fun of me...

Remember when we were laying on your bed and you...
remember when i smiled back...

I go to bed every night wishing to die.
So I donâ??t have to live through another one...

I go to school every day
With a smile on my face...

Black outs..
Drugs...

What happened to the innocent kiss
The soft touch of the hands...

You told me I couldn't write these poems.
You told me I couldn't cuss...

Lives getting better
And I live with out a regret...

Twisted smiles
and silent screams...

I Crave to be forgotten
I hurt when I'm alone...

This Family?
What Family...