Today was my happy day
Twirling around in my black tutu
It's my birthday
And you said you would show up
So I'm twirling around
That special sparkle in my eyes
My dad stopped me twirling
There was fear in his eye
So i asked him smiling
"What's wrong daddy?"
He told me about you
Lieing dead in a ditch
A truck hit your car
You died instantly
I was so angry
You weren't there
Now nine years went by
I stand by your grave
I realize your actually dead
And i can't get you back
Crying so much
I hate how much I cry
I know how to stop that
I went into the bathroom
Stare into the mirror at my face
Took a shard of glass
And started to cut
Cut my tear ducts
So i won't cry anymore
They bled for a while
So i bled bloody tears
Now their just scars
And i can't cry no more


**dun ask where i came up with this poem....oh and the cutting the tear
ducts is actually true...my best friend's friend did it..she cant cry
anymore**
 
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