I feel as if I am incomplete,
like I need something else...

You make me laugh,
you make me smile...

Fights everyday,
never a peaceful moment...

I like her a lot,
and I want both of us to take a shot...

When I talk to you
I am not sure what to do...

I have a photograph of a teenage girl,
smiling and dressed like an angel...

I feel so empty
I don't know what to do...

The night we met, Renee told you my problems in...
Then we talked a little more that night and after...

I miss you so much
in class and in the halls and such...

I showed you that poem,
I wanted you to know how I felt...

When you look at me,
what do you see...

When I talk to you,
I feel good about myself...