Sweet Sixteen

Papa
Take These Thoughts
from Me
coz i can't stand it
Anymore
my Future
is to dark
to dark to see
I feel the pain
of my
Broken Wings

Sixes and Sevens
Chaotic Me
Confused
I'm abused
for not posting
I Believe

I'm Trying
 to make sense
of what I See
while being told
I cannot be Me

I Feel Like I'm Dying
on my knees
their sticks and stones
Never Cease

Mama
take this knife
From Me
I need you now

Please