i still deny
wat happened monday night
i wish i could accept
my best friends death
i still stink of her
prentending to be sick with a fever
i want her to come back
but she doesn't
how i wish
and wish
and wish
this will all be a dream that i wake up from tomarrow
but i only let my self wallow
in a pool full of sorrow
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i am happiness. i am sorrow. i am anger. i am envy. i am jelousy. i am everything yet nothing. i am a huge whole in my body thats sucks everything in yet nothing comes out.
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