You leave me so clueless
And I don't know what to do...

The taste of your kiss
Your gentle touch...

No matter what you say
Or what you do...

I'm so sick of all your bulls h*t
I'm getting tired of all your lying...

Like a rose that has died
Falling apart...

Boy I've been thinking
And I don't know what to do...

So who's to blame
For this broken heart of mine...

You know just what to say
To make me weak at the knees...

Similar to my poem about not drinking and driving...

The pain goes on
day after day...

I am so happy
My life is great...

He was only 18,
Much to young...