In memory of my Paranoid Sister 26-07-1977 † 11-01-1997 †
To keep our dream alive...

 
Random poem
The little boy had a gun
by Paranoid Sister

I feel lonely

I have friends
They make me laugh
When I have nothing to do
I can go to them
But I feel lonely

I have my little brother
The only family I’ve got
I don’t know what to do
When I had no family at all
I got my brother and friends
But I feel lonely

I have my boyfriend
My one and only true love
I can count on him
Like I can count on my brother
But I feel lonely

My best friend died
She died on suicide
I could count on her
Like my boyfriend and my brother
But she’s dead
And never come back
That’s why I feel lonely

03/04/1997 by Paranoid Sister