{ SORRY!!! tonight I might be writing more than ussual. It's bad night, I need to write.}

She cries alone but Noone will ever know.
Maybe I should do what I want and let my mind flow.
How pleasant would it be to end it all.
Each time depression comes around the deeper I fall.
Nobody would care, if I was gone anyways.
It's like nobody stays.
The minds a killer
And life is so bitter.