When I'm Gone*

by Brittany   Jan 2, 2005


I Sit Here Every Night
I Sit Here & I Cry
I Think About All The Ways
That I Could Possibly Die

Then I Think About You
You Only Act Like You Care
And When I Really Need You
You Aren’t Any Longer There

I Listen To You No Matter What
I Try To Make It Okay
& If That Don’t Work
I Find Another Way

I’d Do Anything For You
You Mean Everything To Me
You’re The Reason I Live &
Without You I Wouldn’t Be

But You Don’t Need Me Any More
You Found Someone New
So Maybe When I’m Gone
You Realize How Much I Needed You

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  • 19 years ago

    by Fadedstar

    Good poem...AMAZING EVEN! :) haha good work

  • 19 years ago

    by kayla

    I like ur poem it has good ryhme... keep it up homie:)

  • 19 years ago

    by Brittany

    thanks katlynn