You know your in the wrong
thats what you cant admit...

*me and my sister...
you speak to us horribly...

The dark Grey storm clouds
crept so near...

I'm so happy
my depression is gone...

I miss my poppy so much I miss him more each day
I wish cancer did not exist or his had gone away...

Mixed emotions is what i feel
torn in two...

This is my poem
forever i roam...

Kill me now or
kill me soon...

Why all the yelling?
why all the fighting...

With one slash of a knife
I've taken a life...

Dear murderer
I know u did it...

Love is everywhere
flowing in the air...