I wish you were never born
I wish you were gone...

Laying there on the floor
Not hearing the knocks on the door...

*this poem is written for two people who mean alot...
friends forever it was ment to be...

Im trapped in a room
Four walls and no door...

Babys live
babys die...

Im waiting for an answer
Im waiting for a prayer...

I have a friend
a girl friend...

Deep down my anger is rolled into one
deep down my cut is never done...

Im changing slowly
well im trying my best...

I word that fits me most
A word that is often used...

Dig a hole
6 Feet deep...

My canvas is my arm
Its where i spend my time...