For liz and brandon

the definition of a friend. its been a short time since iv met you guys but you guys mean the world to me. wanna cry? take my shoulder. feeling lonely? heres my hand. times are tough. but itll get better now that we have eachother. and brondon i love your voice. liz i hope to one day hear yours. …heres something i wrote…you’re all shocked what a surprise.
what could have led to this her mother cries.
she was always so happy…well thats where your wrong.
she never had a friend
just stitches to mend
from her cuts that were so deep
the company of her blade was the only company she could keep
iv rendered you perplexed. you try to say its all in my head
if only you knew the meaning behind why her favorite color was red…i hope this doesnt stain