Everything happens for a reason...
I have been told...

Lying on the floor, tears in your eyes...
Calling out to you, trying to stand...

Many a lesson has been learned
Tripping through life...

Time keeps slipping by...
Does not need a reason, never asking why...

This is the season of my youth
The second I am to know...

Because you asked...
Because you care...

I have traveled both time and space
Searching for all that you posses...

What is with the rhyme?
Some of these are a crime...

I really hate math
Poems should not require counting...

At night fire fills the sky
Day's dark as night...

Listen! What do you hear?
Sirens, cars, disenchanted voices...

Accepting me as I am
Judging not what I have done...