Bleeding love…
I’m fifteen…
I totally love you…
I think you are my queen...
All the things we do...
I loved you!...
Tell me why you did it...
I called you every day...
Yes I did love you!...
Every single moment...
You were keep hurting me...
Tell me, how could you?...!
All the things I do and did for you!...
Now I’m cutting myself...
Bleeding to death...
When I’m dead...
And I am down with my head...
I hope....
Yes I do have hope...
I hope you see why you did it...
I hope you will burn inside.!