My name is sarah im just starting out as a poet,Im not that good but ill probly inprove.^_^. |
How can I tell you how I feel ,I dont even know if...
And as the minutes turn into hours and the days...
After all this time im thinking about you all this...
I hate how wen I think your gone you always come...
Oh another lonely night,sit at home and play light...
arousing myself thinking of times youd go to the...
After all this time im thinking about you all this...
I hate how wen I think your gone you always come...
I have nothing to do
I might aswell sit here and stew...
I sit in my room another pointless day again,Then...
And now your with her and you dont care /so why...
How can I tell you how I feel ,I dont even know if...
And as the minutes turn into hours and the days...
You step in the phone booth |
Im trapped in sorrow |