written: 7/24/03 5:20 am
By Shelby Jones
I have no REAL friends or family!
I hate my life.
I want to die.
Go ahead and yell and scream,
Because my suicide is not a dream.
My life is a burdon to all who know.
I'm so depressed,
But who knows,
But who cares.
I'll take my pills then I'm supposed to.
Then I'll kill myself and you'll wish you knew.
Despondence in the mind,
Your not so kind.
Your words are lies,
that I despise.
I'd reather die alone, than watch myself cry.
Your callous heart, love so cold,
In my hands, love I don't behold.
No love, no lies, no pain, no fear,
No love in my heart that I hold so near.
I have no hopes for the Future.
Only Pain Of The Past!
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