I am crawling..
crawling in hopes to find something...

I can see that you're hiding,
hiding yourself from the world...

* Another unfinished poem*
Sitting in a crowded room...

*Another unfinished poem*
I can't help you...

* Just so you know, this poem is not finished. I...
You always made things difficult...

This is something I wrote right after I wrote...
I used to be so sensitive to the things you were...

This is kinda a song...i don't know if I want it...
How I'm feeling...

I met this guy sometime long ago,
I fell so hard, so incredibly fast...

She drifts into a world
so far away...

As I lie here awake,
Thinking of your face...

You used to say
that I was your everything...

I don't know how to express these feelings,
but I'll try the best I can...