At the age of nine
The little girl, mine...
That girl-
have you ever lived a life that wasnt worth...
I sit here crying and i can barly see,
You called me and also imed me...
Her eyes are cold,
Everything she says is hate...
Love is great
But can turn out bad...
The End
When I wake up every morning...
The pillow is full of tears,
Head full of beers.. I wish...
I miss you.
I mis everything about you...
I hate you but my heart loves you.
Every time I see you...
I miss you yo.
And yesterday’s when it hurt the most...
I dont want to know you
i dont really care...
Dear Daddy,
I have the power to make my scars...