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I sit alone, thinking again. I wonder how I've become so dark? If it's not another jerk kicking me around, or another girl breaking my heart even after telling me she loves, it's my own corrupted mind telling me to hat, wither, and die....
And I want to. If not that, then kill all those in my path. Those I hate, the innocent bystanders, even and ecspecialy the ones I love. Love brings me hope, and hope brings me pain....
I've loved. It brought me hope and tore my heart to bits with it's failing. Nothing brings me peace anymore. My heart has been ripped from my chest, it only took one girl to do it to....
My joy of anything else taken by the cruel world frowning upon my free will. I hate this prison of a world, and no one will let me free myself. We're al just supposed to sit and suffer I guess. I used to think different, but I was foolish and in love. Little love is left for me anymore....