Sometimes I just want to go to sleep
And never wake up again...

Even though I am mad at you
And you have brought so many tears...

I try to write of happiness
The times we loved to share...

Love songs are depressing
Smiles are so weak...

Dear God, I know you are quite busy
But do you have some time to spare...

Discriminating means...
to hate...

I am Cinderella dressing for my ball
You are my prince charming...

Have you ever heard the story
The fairytale of dreams...

The glow that radiates off your skin
Like fireflies dancing in the nighttime sky...

How could an abortion occur at the age of sixteen
Or a mother murder her own flesh...

Friends love you through the good times
And struggle through the bad...

If only, if only
Broken hearts were fixed with glue...