i know your out there waiting
on your white hosre
your strong
you stand tall
and your thinking bout finding your Mrs.Right
will Mr.Right she might just be right under your nose
your sweet and kind and you care
you dont show off for other girls
when your with her your only hers
your turst worthy and honaorable
you dont lie
and your thinking bout finding Mrs.Right
well Dear Mr.Right your Mrs.Right might just be right here
i know young puppy love
i wanna be able to play video games and hope to god my family likes you
Dear Mr Right can you care for a firl with scares
can you care for a girl that is clinginy and loves truely and deeply
i might not be wife material but i am i good Mrs.Right and i bet your a better Mr.Right

we use to hate echother
i was there when you need me the most
i need you the most and your trying not to be there for me
how can i trust you?
how can i be there for you when you fall on your face?
i dont understand i helped you in every way
but i get shut out when i need it
thats not a firend
thats not being true
its not being real
i needed you and your not here
you will need me but i wont be there casue your buring our brige
we've know echother for bout 3 years now.....
how can you do that
its not my fualt im going threw this
its not my fualt
i cry
i scream
i hold the razor to my wrist wanting to let the deep red soil
flow out of my vains
i fight it
i fight my demons alone
i thought we were firends

He and she
its all talk
one thing after another
happy then sad
never know whats going to happen next
life? People change people is a key
it unlakc many paths
trust is a brakeable path you brake it
its hard to get accross it again
he says
she says
i say the truth
the claims they say
are roumors
they say lies and i say truth
peace and honor
never to e heard becasue of the claims of others

I want him to suffer
I want him to pay for the tortured memories
Time will let me heal but I won’t ever forget
No more being intoxicated
No more MJ
Just done no blood no *****
Just wanting remorse for what has happened
He says I lied
She say some of its true
It’s funny because I remember everything
I want them to be in the pain I was in
She’s in the hospital
He’s out free
No mercy for the tortures memories

it wasnt my choice
i didnt want it
i was drunk
i was 15 he was 18
im in high school
i puke... wet pants in the hospital bed
i cry
i cant sleep
i write
i draw anything to destract my mind
i want it to leave myhead
i want the faded demon to leave
no cuts but i want to
no soul but i need it
rapped and called a liar
im tired of it all
i want to be done and nobody will let me