She has bruises that no one knows about
Things that people never see...

The night is dark with no signs of light
And my clothes are wet with tears...

Sitting in the pouring rain
Getting all soaking wet...

Our friendship is dead
And it can't be brought back...

What is it about this boy that intrigues me so?
There is so much about him that I do not know...

Pain is a curse sent down from heaven
To keep people real...

Hands skim softly
Over silky skin...

Why do I love you?
That's what I ask...

My eyes are red
From the tears rolling down...

You're like my Sister
But actually my friend...

*This isn't really a poem, its more like venting...
You are such a liar...

Your always on my mind
Its like your face is frozen in my eyes...