I am alone once more in here,
and don't know what to do.
I don't know what to say anymore,
cause all I think about is you.
So this is it and it's the end,
cause I'm done after this time.
This is the last poem I'll write,
this is the last stupid rhyme
What I feel inside my heart,
is now a world that is so dead.
You wouldn't believe the things,
that flow through my stupid head.
I die a bit more every day,
and even more every night.
I die knowing that the girl I love,
will never love me back.
What I did to deserve all this,
I'm sure it was something bad.
Now I'm done writing all together,
cause it's something I'm no good at.
