• like lighting,
    im struck.
    in everything,
    im out of luck.

    like an angel,
    ican fly.
    id be beutifull,
    if i tried.

    my hand into the mirror.

    dont liike what i see,
    its insane.

    blood on the glass
    slits on my wrist.
    another source of pain.

    my soul
    lay dead on the floor.

    my love,
    some body get the door.

    i cry
    i kick
    cant take it any more.

    a dissapointment i am
    you call me whore

    you lock me away
    say im not worth it any way
    throw me away
    why dont you?