A pull of this trigger,
Is all it takes...
I can't take this pain anymore,
I'm knocking on deaths door...
My imperfection
Is overwhelming...
I planned the day
Set the time...
I'm innocent, all ears please listen.
Your making a big mistake...
She writes with a little red pen, symbolizing her...
...Her life...
Her lips were red like always-
And she had on that same old dress...
As I look back on all the good times we had,
It makes me really kind of sad...
As I sit here and think I don't know what to do,
I feel so helpless with out you...
It was my sister and i
we walked down that road...
What have i done what did i say?Please just tell...
why couldn't you see that i really needed you here...
As i sit here in this room
on the cold hard floor...