Susan killed her self today. She wrote a letter saying goodbye to
Jake is a boy. Megan’s a girl. She is the one, who rocks his world. She makes waves,
I have a puppet for all the clowns who make me laugh.
I am the child, who sits alone. I write dreams, that
It’s not the shining stars that you use to see the world around you. It’s not the pretty
I don’t like the waves, that crash down over me.
I stepped foot into a chain and fell into a snow flake,
I remember when I was your age. A little boy who dreamed of growing up. Don’t worry, child. That day is
Let there be light, at the end of this eight year tunnel. Don’t let us fall,
I will always be. You can count on me. If there’s anything
There’s not an egg too hard that you can’t crack. There’s not a
I’m peaceful like a dove, or a still pool of water.
Sunshine covers the cover, joy fills up the space. Ever since he met
I close my eyes, and see a million pages flying around
Would you still love me, if I went crazy and lost my