Dear Diary, 2 be lost...I've seen death all my life...even cause it..never image my owen..lost n my mind...wanting away out..people walk around me n my life..smile n my face but change oace when I am not looking...tires not sleepy but soul..soul..whts my soul..soul...a gift lost....pain caused pain given..let go can't 4get...let go..sreaming to the heavens...for my father stop listening...hard ...spending young days for him to answer...lost once a precious innocence taken..bloid everwhere anger hate death..reminded daily...tiired but not sleepy..
YssoB