I wanted to let you know,
I've written this poem for you...

Wish i could hack away at these feathered white...
I don't deserve your guardian image, i am not...

He's the reject guy with the funny hair,
likes to draw attention and make people stare...

Tears smudge my words on the page,
as they become eligible and the whole room is...

How could you understand how i feel about you,
Everyday i think about you...

I cant get through these rainy days,
everything means nothing...

How many times have we sat here?
i cant give like i used to...

His eyes stared me through,
just like yours used to...

I wake up in the damn cold street,
the patter of stamping feet...

I feel like I'm the one person trying,
though we can both see our love is dying...