Feeling this way
On this day...

I love you boy
You are the one...

She runs;
She runs to the kitchen...

Sitting in a corner
Tears rolling down my cheek...

Kids like to tease
But they have went to far...

I slit my throat
From ear to ear...

Put yourself in my shoes
Be the one that deals with abuse...

Who ever thought,
One person...

Sitting on a mountain
Sitting very still...

Staring at the broken glass
Thinking of my broken past...

Every time something good
Happens in my life...

How do I know,
To trust you or not...