The fight and sadness is on the inside, burning up in my soul, bleeding it's way out of my wrists and spilling out of my eyes...

'SMACK'
(I don't want to go back)

-from my poem "He Loves Me... Right?"

----->*Abuse stops here!*<-----

Oh and to be able to forget e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g would be the best thing...

And i just want to be able to look at him and say:
There is a girl out there who likes you, who wants to be with you, who thinks that you truley are great.
And you don't even seem to notice...

(it's me)

You hit me again...
It began to bruise again...
It was a shaped like a heart...
He must love me!!!

))>Right?<((

& I just want some one to hold me...

I Wake Up a.l.o.n.e.
I Drive To School a.l.o.n.e.
I Eat Lunch a.l.o.n.e.
I Drive Home a.l.o.n.e.
I Watch TV a.l.o.n.e.
And Then I Go To Bed A.L.O.N.E.

(I can't stand to be alone)

When will I be happy again?

You know that I really mean it when I say "i'm sorry"
I didn't mean to break your heart...
But i guess your just better than me