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I'm like a black rose prettier when im dreid up and dead i ahte you for begin the reson these tears are she, All I feel is pain i cry as if it were to rain I'm depressed and lonley wiht no one to hold me I am lost in distress I Sometimes feel the desire to pirece through my own flesh. No medications can save me now this lil girl has a permanent frown i have no one to hold me bcause for my hole life i have been left out in the cold i miss my slef so very much i miss they way i laughed and my tnder touch, But I'm that girl with out a father, i am that gurl your parents feel sympothy for , im just a gile who wishes for more. He's the reson they called me the deprived child!!!