So many questions
No Answers...

Hands grab & scratch,
tear and singe...

The moon is high,
and I'm about to die...

Sometimes life can be a pain,
why your life stays the same...

She tries so hard to impress her
she is never good enough...

My mind is silent,
my head is calm...

I love you, sweetheart,
Like I thought I never would...

I'm the strongest in the world,
because your hands always hold...

I think of you
as I watch the blood...

We grieve her pain,
we miss her so...

Let me cut my own hair.
If it looks horrible let me learn...

What is wrong, is it me?
If it's so wrong then tell me...