by walking alone Jan 12, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
It all started the day you walked into the class and looked at me. The look I seen in you eyes was smethng ill never foret you toled me you seen the way I looked at you ant you wanted to talk, We talked after school a coulpple days latter and you looked in my eyes ane toled me you liked me and you whanted to get to gether and I didn\'t know what to say we started to talk and you tell me your in a gang and my hart just melts and I get up and walk a way, you ask me wats wrongeand I starte to cry and I look back at you and I tell you that I liked you but not enuff to stand by your side whole your in a gang knowing that at any time you could be shot and killed . |
by shayla
This poem made me cry |