Mom, I want to tell you something
That's why I'm writing this to you...

You know he doesn't like you
So why do you still care...

My tears could make a puddle
As much as I cried over you...

As I look into your eyes
I wonder where it all went wrong...

Everytime I try to forget
All of the memories of you...

She looked in the mirror
And raised the gun to her head...

I'll keep it a secret, but you have to, too
But I want you to understand, he's not good for...

One cold night
Out in the snow...

The pain that I feel is obvious
It's strange that you can't see...

I want to get away from him
And throw the memories away...

If you think life is bad..
How would you like to be an egg...

*if you took the time to read this, it means A LOT...
As she walks through the halls...