This is a poem my boyfriend wrote for me. please tell me what you think
I see you; I know you see me too
I feel you; you feel the same way I do
I need to get away from here
To run away with you by my side
AT ALL TIMES
What are we doing all alone?
Being slaves to men of old.
Running fast but going nowhere
Thinking and planning of the overthrow
AT ALL TIMES WE DREAM
BUT NEVER MAKING ANY SENSE
We all see jus t what we want to see
But why can't we be?
