The tears the anger..
you ask me why...
He loves me...
He loves me not...
I don't knoe why i wrote this...I just don't...
I'm lying on my back...
There was a day when I saw you
Walking down the hall...
Run, scream, hide away
I wish I could just fly away...
True love is hard to find.
Especially when you don't ever notice me...
I wrote this poem a while back..but I found it...
Break my heart...
I hate it that I miss you...
I hate it that I need you...
Laying on my bed...
all disappointed...
Its supposed to be a song...but I don't have a...
just a thought...
Wasted all this time chasing after yew
only to find out yew didn't feel the same way...
Every time I close my eyes I see you.
The memory of you will never leave me alone...