Alone is what I am.
Being forgotten is what I sense...
This poem i write is filled with hurt,
My heart is broken and ripped like shirts...
Who are you?
And whered you go...
Someone i cared about just dissapeared.. -mellyboo
painful feelings i cant avoid...
Are there any real friends left out there?
Any of them at all...
We used to talk everyday,
Now I just have something to say...
Going through the motions,
Of yet another day...
Speak to me
So I can understand your thoughts...
I feel lost
I can't find my way...
I miss our silly nicknames
I miss our friday nights...
As the days go by and by
I think of my mistake...
You promised to hold me
when the world fell in...