This is for my grandma that died not too long ago...
I will always remember...
How well does someone really know you ?
Well if you said you knew me well you would be...
Broken hearted
So alone...
The day I heard,
That you have left...
I cut myself to rid my pain
The sharpened knife into my vein...
How would you feel?
If you knew what was real...
The aftermath
the consequence...
There is a girl who sits in the corner and cries...
some people say it's because of the twin towers...
My heads down
Looking at my feet...
When did you notice,
The absence of me...
These are lies
these r dark and drolly times...
In the park at the end of my street
I met this boy ever so sweet...