Leaving On The Train

Why do i write these poems?
Really I'm not all too sure,
Its only whats in my head,
For you they're such a bore.

Now I'm leaving on the train,
Its raining again, the doors close,
Tears roll down my face showing my pain,
Walking away from my life once more.

Where these tracks go,
I really don't know,
So long as your here with me,
I know it wont have to be.

I found the music with help,
It's my life, it keeps me happy,
All thanks to you my friend,
I no longer feel crappy.