Stay alive for the people who loves you, 
Not the people who gave you the  blue.
I was young and innocent as that, 
And you always thought I'm always a pitiful brat. 
So I thought you hated me
Thats why I flee,
Always to be free. 
A few months have passed
I do really quite miss you, 
The pictures I hold onto 
Is the ones that you have bought to.
So I came back to see a pitiful horrible desire,
To see you ashed in fire. 
I will never see you ever again
I will miss you so much

-Admin