There is nothing that I wouldn't do
to prove to you that I am a work in progress.
I am making my way in this world,
I am getting to know that little voice in my head
The one that told me to msn you,
The one that I give the credit to.
There is nothing I wouldn't do!
I would walk to the end of this world,
All to get you to realize that I am not the same person as I was when we left school.
***I am deticating this poem to Brittany and Linda because they are the ones that I have done wrong and as much as Linda hates me I can not get over it.***
