In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.

Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.

Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,

I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…

Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love

You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.

Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give

Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.

I wish I wish I wish I could swim in oblivion. Have a tummy full of pills.

Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.