Dad; well dont be depressed.
girl; i'll try.

thoughts; WHAT THE HELL ITS NOT SOMETHING I CAN CHOOSE!?

L O V E

I hate that word. Its said so much no one knows what it really means.
Love.?
Love.!
Love.!?
Have you ever really thought about it? or do we all just say it because it seems appropriate?

Its just a faze everyone goes through?
Yeaaaa I highly dout that

If I should smile,
then I am sorry,
for I have lied to you.

From my poem: If I should... Check it ouut?

Yea Im broken.
So what, its not like anyone cares enough to fix me.

Yea Im mad.
So what, its not like anyone cares enough to calm me down.

Yea Im crying.
So what, its not like anyone cares enough to hold me until I stop.

Her; i need a hug.
Him; Now i gotta get over there.!
Her; really?
Him; I'll be there in a little bit.

Okay, so if you only think HALF my heart is broken, then the other half has been frost bittin and is now dead.

Okay, im either not here or to broken to notice the phone was ringing. Call back later or leave a message doesnt matter to me.
*BEEP*

So I will cry,
Not just for the dead.
Also for those who,
were left to say
good-bye

I've officaly given up.
So stop trying to make it right.
Just leave.