This isnt a poem but its whats in my life at the...
arguing...

If i was to die tomorrow
i would come back just to see...

You are the one for me
the one i cant stop thinking about...

Every tear that i have cried
has been like a shot to the heart...

You think im a child
attention seeker you said...

Ive had it thats it
i cant take it anymore...

When i read your poem
it was the sadest thing ever...

Its not like i want attention
i just want you to be able to see me...

So today i tried to tell you
how i really feel...

Behind my bedroom door
lies the darkness i call home...

Why cant you see
all this has me in chains...

This is long but i hope you read it ...
after all the times i treated u bad...