It is expected of me to handle my own problems
to never let my true and inner side be known...
*tiny little poem..
I take a look upon my wrists...
Barking Dogs,
Laughter...
She was ALWAYS depressed. you look at her arm and...
I love you Forever...
The grey clouds gather as she lays there her heart...
its quiet, shes alone shes thinking of all her...
Can you feel the throbbing pain?
Of which, I have come to gain...
This weight it brings me down
It’s taken over from within...
I'm afraid that you're capable of finding my...
That you're seeing through me and have discovered...
Why do I have
All these marks...
On her knees and begging it will stop,
She cries with pain...
You are a magazine that i can't subscribe...
You are a person that i can't describe...
She has nothing to lose
She has everything to gain...