PPT Slide
Prisonerr crys lonely hearts die
What we once had is gone by our
actions we knew it all along
As I sit and pray that all my bad memories will fad away
Everybody who was once wear I was
believe me I have much love
As tears fall from our eyes I think to
my self how much I despize
The things I use to do thought we were cool
I use to tell myself it will never
happen to me but look wear I be
Meranda, student CHS, September 1999