I'm not a writer, I just scribble when I'm bored or pent-up with emotion. |
I sent you letters
And wrote you poems...
These are my tears
this is my heart...
With tears in my eyes I write this poem
To tell you just how sorry I am...
This is a dream I had of you and me
A few nights ago, how i wish it could be real...
I cried last night
For the second time that I can remember...
When I peek into the future we're making
Then look back at the reality of my being...
Do we always do what we're told to
Why do we smile or sing or go to school...
I cried last night
For the second time that I can remember...
This is a dream I had of you and me
A few nights ago, how i wish it could be real...
With tears in my eyes I write this poem
To tell you just how sorry I am...
We are who we are because of where we've been |
When I cry 4 u, who'll cry 4 me? |
Love loves noone |