As I write this I wonder
I wonder, will you ever read it...

You say it'll get better
You say it'll be fine...

I'm hurting but I don't know why
sitting here I start to cry...

Mummy, I'm sorry
I know I've caused you so much pain...

The day you said you loved me I tried to hide my...
but I couldn't...

I'm going crazy
I can't escape my own head...

More than dead Less than alive
I'm stuck in th middle...

My poems aren't all the same
Each one expresses a different type of pain...

Smiling faces
Laughter filled the air...

Physical, emoctional it's all the same
There are many different types of pain...

Why must I live in the past?
Why weren't all our friendships built to last...

Why doesn't anyone notice me?
Why doesn't anyone care...