Poem
By Ville Valo Lover(LinaMaeSlone)

A/N: I wrote this because my mom started to cry, yeah, were poor! And She started to cry when she said "I dunno how were gunna eat for the week.

WERE POOR!

Ah, mom don't cry how 'bout I don't eat lunch for a while? I hardley eat luch any ways.

Give me a hug. Thank you. Here even though it one dollar and thirty cents it still couts for money.

No keep it, I don't need it. No I don't need it for luch tomomrow. I'll probley just use it for a drink.

I walk down stairs with no argument with her.

If I just didn't make that cell phone bill that much money we woulden't be in this hole.

But my mom should of not bought that cell phone from Version. We could of used that twenty dollors.

With dad he should stop smoking, and he should of said no to the cell phone.

God, this life is going down hill.

Ever since christmass it's gone down hill. They should of not gotten this computer for me.

Even though I love it like a child, I should sell it. I can get some good money for this computer.

CD burner, bran new Dell computer. Maybe I will sell it. No, my mom and dad won't let me.

I just hope we can climb out of this hole before it gets to deep.

Like to shut of electric, car taken away.

Selling Sebrina and leo.

God, I have to stop thinking that way.

If I lost Sebrina and Leo I would cry, I love my Brina, and love Leo, even though he's wakes me up when I sleep up stairs on the couch.

If only I had a job, but no mom didn't want me to have a job. I know I could take it, how hard is it to clean the tabled at Mcdonaldes?

Not hard. I know people that work there. Maybe I should get a job behinde there back's, then I'd magicley have money.

I just might do that, then I woulden't have extra time on my hands, and my mom and dad would get phone call threw the phone all day.