On day I will look back
and one day I shall smile
I don't know how long it will take
I think it will be a while
I'm Ten years old
and my mom and dad fight
I go in my room but don't cry...

One day I will look back
an  will ask why
It was a long time ago
and to that little girl
I say good bye
I am fourteen years old
and I just feel cold
I want my mom and dad
stop their fight....

Today I wont look back
because i say good bye
I have fallen apart
and it hurts in my heart
because my mm said it would only take time
Now se cant reminded me
My father tuck her life
he's gone now
and I'm left t die
I'm Seventeen and I have forgotten to cry
So as my last words I write this to you
so as times goes on you can fly to
the rope is my pen and it gives me an end
until you follow your pain d swallow

perhaps it's because i can't draw that i write.
if i can persuade someone to create the image in their own head,
am i still the artist?

*(e.f.)

Today I saw a kid
and watched as somebody killed him
I never thought twice
I went to bed that night

today I saw a bully
and watched as he worked
I had no choice
I never thought twice
I went out with my friends that night

Today I was alone
I don't know why
and I never thought twice
I went home and cried

Today I saw  razor blade
and commented on how nice it looked
it said 'why thankyou can I take away your hurt?'
I never asked why
I don't want to cry
all those times I watched and did nothing
I never thought I would want to take my life
but now as I breath my last I see you walk away
yes you watched on...and did nothing
will this nothing turn into something.