Until I'm free, I aim to be
White as the fresh new snow...

I was always the one who never took a chance
Even when my friends gave a knowing glance...

We first met when we were two
It was the start of something new...

As he falls from his haven, the rain cries in...
Who would have wanted his life to take such a...

I wanted it to be perfect
Yet all it was was bare...

I can't speak to you, I'm incapable
I can't write to you, I've got writers block...

I don't care if it snows this year
Or if its cold outside...

I used to say we were meant to be
It all seemed so real...

Waiting for it to stop
Not knowing when or why...

You ignore me and dismiss me.
I think you forgot my name...

Im the thing you ignore,
The one you dismiss...

A poem should tell a story:
It should be like a childrens book...