You thinks its bad right now
the screaming, lies, and fights...

They tell me i am beauiful,
though i dont see quite how...

My feet scrape across the ground
making that sound that rubber soled sneakers make...

Today is today
today is tomorrow's yesterday...

White;
purity...

Tear the skin
salt the wounds...

My new family is messed up
its one more place i don't belong...

Life is a torture
thrown upon us by a God so glorified...

My cell died at least twice today
though my smile never did...

I received no letter, no card, no friends
i answered no phone at twelve this morning...

I cant see past my tears
i hate them...

I breath you in as the night becomes crisp
for once in my life im not rirrping up my wrists...