The Beaver lady!
She stole my boyfriend...

I sit here and look at my white sheet of paper
So empty and barren...

One dull and cloudy day
My family went to the pound...

In the darkness.....
Creatures awake and embrace the night...

Friends are who laugh at your jokes
The ones who help you ask out blokes...

She covers up her tears
With fake smiles and glazed eyes...

Passing through the hallways
Giving him a glance...

I see people walking around
Holding hands and cuddling...

It's always hard to say goodbye
Especially when it's a friend who died...

They tumble and roll
As they learn how to walk...

The one who's always there for me
The one who I look at with such glee...

Sitting here in solitude
To shy to speak or make a gesture...