Nothing made him happy
i never heard him smile.
He tried a little bit
Just nothing worth his while.
You could tell by looking
That something wasn't right.
He kept his thoughts inside him
And darkness was his light.
Even in a crowd
He always felt alone.
Thats why he never left
His dark and lonely home.
All was dark and eerie
In everything he wrote.
Happiest thing he's written
Has to be his suicide note.
wow...how ironic, hu?
very well writen. i like it!
-lindsey