God, help me find my soul, I sold it long ago. To 26 cents to a boy who promised to take good care of it. But if he had than I wouldn't feel so awful all the time. I wouldn't feel so empty, so alone. So totally helpless and like crying every second of every day of my entire life. They can't help me now. They can't help me now. -Jada Marie Andrews 11-7-99
Reason for writing:
Thoughts that come to my head and I write down.
Comments welcome, as always.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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