MY ROOM,

by shaneka   May 3, 2006


WHEN THIS WORLD STARTS GETTING ME DOWN AND PEOPLE ARE TO MUCH TO BARE,

I GO TO MY ROOM, AND HOPE MY PROBLEMS FLOAT RIGHT INTO SPACE.

I WISH I NEVER TOLD YOU ,YOU NEED ME
I WISH I NEVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU SHOULD LEAVE

CAUSE I CANT LIVE WITHOUT

YOU ,CANT EAT WITHOUT YOU!!

I'M BEGGING YOU TO STAY.

I LOVE YOU EVEN THOUGH YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T NEED ME

I WANT ANOTHER CHANCE TO ADOR YOU

. I STILL BELIEVE IN YOU AND ME

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