The world is dyed in blood . I cant see iny thing else i tried .. The moon is white the scy is black the stars twinkle in the sky. .why?. i lay on my bed at night and think ,why must life be so hard and sad and why must pepole be so mean? but thats ok i can be even more mean .Trust me. Roses are red violets are bule what has happend to those who are true of heart and souls are clean? cause all i see is mean. I miss the nights the night when im alone ,i like being by myself so no one can judge me for who i am and what think.I miss the nights when i can cry and no one knows. I miss my friends even if its the weekend cause my friends are the only people who i can be my silly self and feel comfort when im sad,the only people that can calm me down when im mad ,and pick me up (make me feel better) when im sad.