Last day 
Last breath.. last hug.... last smile  and ....... last life 1234 pop .......that wasn't a dream that....was a disishon not min  but the people ho said....you shall not live with a happy life but with a life of terrorism and sadness....years of that  and im still alive....... I wonder whay is it the strong hope hidden in my sole or e'm I giving up know one day I'm here and the next I'm not I'm stuck in a room fill with hat and sorrow a dark room with the things I live with mom dad brother and the one person that is  supposed love and I should trust not hate sister you are the one that is my hero but your a villain your now we us to be bff and the years go by you got ruder and more hat i ask miself whay is she made at me what did i do the person ho cared this is related to me help