Found this in my old poems book woke it about 5...
when i was about 9 or 10...

You say I'm cute
I think your cute too...

You tell me i wont understand,
but please let me...

I wanst
always like this...

The bags are there
to showed i cried...

I got hurt .
yes it true...

Where do we go from here?
Things are not what they appear...

You want to be with me,
as i can see...

You say you don't want to be friends
i guess it didn't last till the end...

Let me be a friend,
I promise you I'll be there till the end...

Don't say that you should give up.
Dint say things are never going to be good...

YOU whisper this
YOU whispers that...