hey this is melissa'a journel! haha Gray She wants to cry but their Is nothing left inside Her bottle is now left empty and dry Alone Broken hearted All so fimilar but so far away she can hear the childrens crys with ther insane childish play as she says her sorrowful goodbis on this sunny dredful day and they hoped to see the slightest sign of relment the lies but all they say was fixed purpose in thos dark starless eyes thanku for visting beautifuls