Eventually I'll become a day in a month in a year where people mourn a person they thought they knew but soon I'll be replaced with someone better and In five years time you will still be remembering a person you didn't even know saying the same pathetic words that you said five years ago of how happy she was when we all know the truth she didn't fall of that cliff edge with those pills and knife in her hand on accident she wanted to escape this shit hole
~Copy right *
~Lydia W
