a raging storm inside my head
but all i want is to be dead.
youve lost lots more than i ever had
a jod a house a school a dad.
and here is sit being unbearable,
because i thought that i had it horrible.
now i feel like yesterdays food
and it suks that im always in a bad mood.
you're probably mad at all i have said
but no name were in this poem that you have just read.
nobody will read this, nobody but you
not if you dont go around and tell everyone to.
no one will know that all this has happened
unless you wnat them to- your name is *unknown*