Lonely heart

Crying heart
Missing you
Raining eyes
Longing for you
Praying hands
Wishing for you
Lonely arms
Embrace of you
With so warmth
O sweetheart

NO GIRLS DESERVE THIS!!!!!!

Girl: Hey



Boy: What?



Girl: I really like you. And I... I think I'm falling in love with you.



Boy: Ok...



Girl: What do you mean 'ok'?



Boy: I don't like you like that...



Girl: Why not?



Boy: I can't tell you... maybe another time...



From then on, the girl kept asking the boy 'Why not?' whenever she saw him, and
he kept answering the same answer of 'I'll tell you later.' Finally the girl got
fed up.



Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!



Boy: Do you really wanna know why?



Girl: Yes!



Boy: It's because you're uglier than fu**! What's the point of going out with someone when they're not pretty?!



Girl: But... I...



Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!



The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone, crying her heart out. Then her cell phone rings.



Girl: Hello?



Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few hours.



Girl: Alright Mom.



Mom: I love you.



Girl: I love you too, Mom.



Mom: Bye Bye.



Girl: Bye



The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked
at herself in the mirror.



Girl: I'm not pretty enough...



She set to work, knowing fully well what she was going to do. 2 hours later, her
Mom came home and heard the bath water running. She went upstairs to find the
hallway flooded so she knocked on the door.



Mom: Honey? Are you alright?



She opened the door and was shocked at the site. The bath was overflowing onto
the floor, and the water was tinted red. She walked over to see what was inside
and screamed. There, her little girl was lying with cuts all over her face and
wrists. Her Mom backed away and was going to run to call the police when
something caught her eye. On the mirror were these words written in blood: 'Am I pretty enough now?'


A person's appearance doesn't count. What counts is their heart inside of them
and their personality. No one wants to be told they're not good enough...


NO GIRL DESERVES THIS...

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic


Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair


She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound


Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?


But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die


She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "


Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did


Then one night
Her mum came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by


Then her mum suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made


She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "


The mum walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying


Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse


One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor


It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

Riped Apples

Girls are like apples on trees.The best ones are at the top of the tree.The boys dont want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead,they just get the rotten apples from the ground that are not as good,but easy.So the apples at the top thinks something is wrong with them,when in reality,their amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along,the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the trees.