This is a confession of a teenage girl,
she loved her life and even the world...

Are you afraid of death,
A simple reminder not one single breath...

Theres an angel in my view,
All tender and true...

This poem doesn't rhyme:
Washes his hands in a gastation bathroom...

The pain is unbearable
there is killing and screaming...

I sit here breathless,
not knowing what to do...

Goodbye to a back- stabber
who has done nothing but bring me pain...

This place that is supposed to be called home,
crying in the corner all alone...

I could shatter the world and look into your deep...
but nothing will change the feelings i have...

I thought i could trust you,
i guess i was wrong...

I wish i had three hearts
so i could show him different kinds of love...

Your not worth all the blood that I shed,
All the lies replay in my head...