Listen listen

Listen, listen
At lest 6 mails a day ,
Why cant my life be free of what they wisper every day, i dont want to listen
I have dun so all my life,
God please cant i be free if it i want to end my life, every day i wonder why i was truely born i seems to be placed in lifes, to fix to moled to make everything as ine, i feel i have ni porpose,
No reason but to roam, fix that ones problems help her  swap and take her sad fellings and lonly ness too that sound here it HERE my crys, cant you see im dead i died theres no more light inside i lay wishing i would die as i dream at night the funny thing in all of this the night you held me safe  i think you fucked gods plan up that was a masteak, i was ment to leave this wold i truelly honestly do i hope you fall in love real soon and make it for us both,
Lest one of us will be happy i will make sure it you as long as you are happy babyi will be happy too
Ps yes i love you ! Xcx1.1