July 12th 2005 (its about moving from our old house) Leaving behind the memoies the harsh and the bad the feeling that is left is of me being sad Leaving behind Ginger tears me apart chains of loneliness rips at my heart Thinking about Aaron sat in my room and cried He'd beat my mom and me I wish i would have died seeing my mother drink leaving me behind not caring where i was i was nowhere to find me turning into something else hating all of my life and would hide away and then i picked up the knife I didnt want to be here this life was to hard for me to read and i would tak that knife and make myself bleed when my life started to get better it turned around an now its shitty when my mom decided to move to clara city (( nothing against where i live)) i just wanted to put this on here ... because i have nothing else better to do. well i hope u enjoyed reading my past haha but things have gotten better... did u read that sam... things got better