I have a name.
Most people don't know it because my family isn't...
If life meant something else
I would cradle now...
"Do you still love me?"
In my head I repeat the question...
I can hear them again
Him yelling at her...
I'm stuck here
Nothing seems right...
If you consider
Exercise...
It's so easy to say that I don't miss you,
But of course my heart won't say the same...
He wakes up in the morning wondering why,
Sitting up, he wishes he could just stay down...
Where did i mess up......
I did everything you asked of me...
I cant do this any more
I know its wrong...
Cries herself to sleep
just another night...
A little girl
on the floor...