"Untitled," written January 5, 2001

What can I do to make it alright?
I can't see you like this
It hurts so
Feels like you?re clutching my heart in your hand
And ripping
Wrenching
Tearing
Slicing it out of my body
What's wrong?
Why won't you tell me?
I don't understand
I suppose it could be something so bad
I shouln't know
But I have to know
You're so depressed
I don't like seeing you unhappy
You're so cheery
So hyper
What's wrong?
Please tell me


I'm thinking about calling it What's Wrong but I dunno... It just...