How hard is it to know
how much i care...

I guess it was
never meant to be...

I love the way you look at me
When i don't wanna look at you...

Remember me when
i leave this hateful world...

I sit here alone
just thinking of you...

Looking out my window,
searching for a sihn...

I walk with a smile on my face,
and my head held high...

Tears fall from my face
as i stand out in the rain...

Blood trickles down my arm
and my hand shakes in pain...

"I Do"
Tears fall from your eyes...

Why do I
Stil love you...

This poem was written by my friend. she wants to...
I look at you...