Who invented this sick game we call life
was it meant to be some form of entertainment...
We close are eyes at night
Just so we can see their face...
Girls, what's happened to us?
Since when did we become so weak...
No one knows my inner pain
Pain so great that I've become insane...
In my own little box I'm waiting to come out
Trapped in this cage I'm hoping to be found...
I have this anger inside of me
and its only toward you...
I can't take it anymore,
you're dragging me down by my knee's...
I don't want to be this way
but I can't help the way I feel...
Depression... this is for the people who are going...
* O, and thank you for taking the time to read it...
***dis poem is a bit different to what i usually...
TELL ME MY LIFE ISN'T TRUE...
My perfect life is all a lie,
A lie that no one sees through...
Mom everyone loves you
Your smile brightens up the room...