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the closer i get the harder u push
am i crazy for talking to a fiery bush
why does hell knock on my door
why is there water on the floor
this water looks funny staind bright red
almost like blood drops ive never shed
u said that u loved me was it all just a lie
why do i wanna but never seem to cry
why does it hurt have i regressed
whats it really mean to b deprssed
havent rote a poem in so long
why do i feel ive done rong
its her fault its not mine
forget it ill rite another line
theres always two sides to every story
even if still i dont really get to see
what have i donebut jus b me
why must life seem unfair
wen a dream becomes a nightmare