Wasted all this time chasing after yew
only to find out yew didn't feel the same way...

Its supposed to be a song...but I don't have a...
just a thought...

Yew are my air
yew are my fire...

As I dwell upon the nite,
I am filled with the thought that I will be safe...

There was a day when I saw you
Walking down the hall...

Behind veiled eyes
She's always crying...

The stormz are like my luv for you.
Nothing ever goes rite...

True love is hard to find.
Especially when you don't ever notice me...

I don't knoe why i wrote this...I just don't...
I'm lying on my back...

Laying on my bed...
all disappointed...

He loves me...
He loves me not...

I wrote this poem a while back..but I found it...
Break my heart...