Take my life
My cursed life...

To you
I am...

We used to be best friends Friends till the end...
*i know this poem sucks i explain it in my...

Here i am
Nothing to do...

Your hands touch my skin
I feel a little tense...

Nothing seems to kill me No one seems to want me
Here i sit, nothing to do but throw a fit...

Sometimes I Cut Myself To See How Much It Bleeds...
*yea i know this one sucks too i wrote it the same...

I was so depressed ..until you came
I was so sad so angry .. until you came...

Always there to write on
When writing love notes...

The end is drawing near She doesn't want to blow...
Trembling she gets out the knife She's shaking...

With this knife beside me You hear me scream You...
Then i scream your name one last time when i wish...

Am i gonna make it till tomorrow
Am i gonna make it through the sorrow...