I love to write and read poetry. |
On the outside,
there's a smiling face...
Since I replaced the 'I' in live with an 'O'
loneliness is my new found friend...
Why do I roam in this field of Mystery,
and why do I wander alone...
Looking in the mirror
is a painful experience by half...
And the part where I told you
'I don't love you...
Watching you move on,
is like watching myself die in slow motion...