Our poems might not be the best, but we try. It is just a way for us to let things out. |
Lying here in the dark
wishing for another spark...
Today is just another day,
but some like to call it fathers day...
You and me, yea we were like twins.
We were so close, & so much a like...
I dont think that you know,
Youve been hurting me...
I thought I once loved this boy
because he gave me so much joy...
I've never had this feeling
the feeling of heart ache...
I am a real fool |
I am a cutter, and I wont promise you anything but a profesinal cut. |
How am I suppose to look you in the eye, and not tell you lie. because when you ask if I like you? I stare at the ground and say no. I mean, what if you were to say no too? |