“~A child strode a lonely path she saw no hope or prayer and all around her shoulders fell a mess of fiery hair the hand of time did come to stop she felt she would be free. if only she had seen the light seen what we could see, talents long remembered but she could have been much more thoughts too dark to mention. obscured all to be lived for. I'm all alone no one cares whether I live or I die. all I ever do is cause problems for everyone cant they see how bad I am Dont they care. I cant make it in through school I cause my family problems cant keep a guy in my life. I'm a failure at everything the only wat out of this is to die.”
