too late..

before i get into this one i wanted to make sure you notice the other two entries from today below this one..


i guess im too late..
too late for you to promise me
promise me you'll always
always be here
here for me whenever
whenever i need you
need you to lift me up
up to where im supposed to have been
supposed to have been before you fell
you fell and pulled me with you
with you in this depressed world
in this depressed world i met my sisters
my sisters brittany and gabby are suffering
suffering as their choices haunt them
haunt them day and night

brittany's stealing and her friends
her friends made her choose
choose between them and her future
her future dad worries about
about if she will be able to pick up again
again and again it circles around
around and around i swear
swear my head is going to explode
explode like the teardrops
the teardrops hitting this page
this page in my life
my life is spinning out of control
control now something im lacking
im lacking control over my feelings
my feelings of which contain very strong morals
morals against smoking
smoking pot the right age or not..whatever
whatever..you are my sister
my sister who may have been confused
confused so you smoked
smoked your lungs
your lungs are probably as black as your heart
your heart i have yet to see
see you think of other people besides you
you need to pay attention
attention to how it effects people
people who love you
you are the only one who can make the decision
decision time is now for my sisters
my sisters brittany and gabrielle....