It's a bit long, I apologize =F
She was eight months along...

Dear boy of two years.
Where is this going...

Lay me down dead,
On this cold easter's eve...

She's falling of expectations
Even of her own...

September comes, September leaves.
A new year filled with twists and weaves...

A girls committed suicide
and left only a note...

I look to you for support;
Because I can't stand on my own...

Now, now, think it through,
Don't you see the black and blue...

I know a girl,
who's got some luck...

"Have you heard? Shes gone!"
Suicides the price...

Love struck little twinkle-toes,
listen as the wind blows...

And as the colors deepen,
each day gets worse and worse...