Take this knife and do me in
Thats right Im letting you win...

I want you back so much
But yet I dispise you...

Dont put your anger on me let it go and then maybe...

Let me cut
nice and deep...

I think I need se* to make me happy
Let the boys abuse my heart...

Love hurts real bad
It can make you mad...

Burnt
but who cares...

I don't write my poems for anyone but me. They...

"Mommy look at her"
And she points her finger to the screen...

Who to trust
my boyfriend...

I have a friend
who will be with me till the end...

This is my story
of my suicide...