He used her. He was the pretty boy with brown eyes Hair was smoother than a new blanket. She was the shy girl Hiding behind words on a blank page. She loved him He used that to hurt her in every way.
Kobe Bryant is with us no more. The good do die young sometimes, that's for sure. He was a basketball hero in LA. He always played the game hard, that was his way. An NBA legend he will forever be. Always an inspiration to people like you and me.
i sit alone in a room full of people i observe the groups they laugh, they talk i sit silently trapped inside a cell i made myself inside my head i scream wanting to leave wanting someone to save me but lower i fall i can fake a smile fake a laugh but what no one sees is the girl inside but still i say i'm living i can say i'm fine but one day when im older i will defeat depression