A song helps me through the day
a song keeps the sorrow away...

I want to die
i wish lighting would strike...

They say a smile makes the world go round
but my worlds still spinning...

One day you insult me
the next your silent...

I look and she stares back at me
I've found shes my worst enemy...

I'm not mad, just disappointed
like mother towards her child...

It seems all i can do
is write poems about life, and you...

I'm the girl
everyone steps on...

We remind me of my parents
my mom is always mad...

I'm stuck in remorse
my voice has run hoarse...

I was told at school
that your stomacher is full...

Why am the one who always makes first contact?
do ya think thats helping now...