*They say an Artist's work reflects their...
Decision...
She walks down the hall
no body sees...
Hard plastics underneath me as I sit in the...
waiting to hear any information about my uncle...
I was just going about my day
Everything was perfect...
My life is a big lie,
things happen each and everyday...
Shes the girl you knew
gotten high...
The popular girl's mom returned home,
After coming from her office late at night...
I read her new poems her pages of plea
Wanting to end her life begging to be free...
Ten reasons, but only
Nine deep cuts, she’s got...
Just pretend that I'm alive
No one will notice that I'm dead inside...
He smaked me
i fall to the floor...
She asked me if it hurts to die
Because it hurts her more staying alive...